Hegseth Raised To Serve

Pete Hegseth is the kind of person that makes me feel like I’ve wasted my life. He’s done more in just 31 years than most Minnesotans will in a lifetime. I’ve done work camp trips where you go help less fortunate people by fixing up their homes, but only 1 week a Summer during high school. The Hegseth’s made it a way of life to give and to serve.

Its one of the things that sets him head and shoulders above the others in this race. He is not running because he wants to or feels entitled. The fact is we needed a viable candidate and didn’t have one. He came home from his service to us as a soldier, kissed his wife, hugged his son, and embarked on a new mission to take the US Senate seat away from Barrack Obama and return it to the people of Minnesota.

Hegseth is not running because he thinks he will have the endorsement handed to him or should win it just because he ran before and its his turn. He’s running because he is a servant looking to go do the good work of the people of Minnesota and he happens to be the best suited for this daunting task.

This email from his campaign proves that Pete Hegseth isn’t running to get credit, put a notch in his belt to say he actually did something, or push some personal agenda. Hegseth has literally already been there, served, and done that. The people of Minnesota needs a replacement that can beat Klobuchar.

Hegseth is a selfless leader who has proven time and time again, that he is a servant. He is exactly what Minnesota needs. We already have a Senator who wants to take credit for things and make people believe that if she didn’t do it, or that somehow she is responsible for the work of others…..

Pete Hegseth is the best candidate we have to put up against Senator Klobuchar, take a look at one of the reasons I believe that.


Dear Andy,


With just two weeks until the state convention, this is the first of four letters–on themes from my background–about who I am and why I am prepared to be your next conservative U.S. Senator from Minnesota.


Service–to God and country–is something I was taught early in life, taught by the example of my family and then reinforced by the values of small town Minnesota. My parents taught me that to serve others is to serve God, and that America is a special place that we should cherish, revere, and ultimately defend.  Two memories of my youth best illustrate the prism through which I view service.


My family spent the summer of 1989 as Christian missionaries to Lac La Croix, a remote Indian Reservation in Canada accessible only by boat or float plane. I was young, but I watched my parents closely. Rather than ‘Bible thump,’ they let their actions speak the Gospel. Whenever possible, my parents taught us to meet the needs of our hosts–providing meals, remodeling the school, or chopping wood. We were not always welcomed, and even met with hostility at times. Nonetheless, through the authentic relationships they forged through deeds, the gospel of Jesus Christ was shared.


My brother Nate, my dad Brian, me, and my mom Penny at Lac La Croix
where my parents were missionaries. 


I spent just one summer at Lac La Croix, but my parents returned there for five subsequent years, reminding us in the process that service never stops–people are not a means to an end, but instead the reason God placed us on this earth.  Serving others–whether through faith, business, charity, or holding public office–is something we are called to do. We are all imperfect vessels of God’s love, and I’m eternally grateful that my parents taught me this fact early in life.


The second vivid memory that shaped my view of service occurred on the wide Main Street of Wanamingo–a small, farming town in southeast Minnesota.  My parents were born and raised there, and we visited Wanamingo often; but one event each year changed my life forever. Memorial Day parades in Wanamingo were small in size, but they were powerful in stature. Both my grandfathers were drafted in World War II, but only one was alive when I was a kid, and I watched him–Army Corporal Alton Hegseth–proudly walk the parade route in his service uniform.


Left: My grandfather Army Corporal Alton Hegseth in Germany (right).
Right: At a veterans tribute at Riverside Park in Wanamingo, Minnesota


As veterans passed by, the town took to their feet and cheered. And then we proceeded to the Wanamingo veterans memorial to pay tribute to those lost in war.  These men were revered, and just writing these words sends a shiver up my spine. Veterans walked, flags waved, families cheered, relatives cried, and I took it all in.  These men–and what they had done for our country–were heroes to me. And they still are. I wanted to be like them, to do what they did for our country.


It was the heroes of Wanamingo, and small towns across Minnesota, who compelled me to serve. Their example, and the demonstration of patriotism on that Main Street (and later in Forest Lake), are what motivated me to join Army ROTC at Princeton University.  I signed up four months before the 9/11 attacks–an event that validated and solidified my commitment to military service. I’m honored and blessed to have served three tours since 9/11, guarding detainees at Guantanamo Bay, patrolling streets in Iraq, and training soldiers in Afghanistan.


It is this background of service–exemplified by my parents faith, exhibited on patriotic main streets, and forged on foreign battlefields–that I will bring to the United States Senate. Elected officials are public servants, and you can rest assured that I will always remember who I work for, who came before me, and where I came from. I have always been–and will always be–a consistent conservative with the courage to fight for what we believe in.


God bless America and our great state,
Pete Hegseth
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