I remember the last time I saw Sheila. It was 2 weeks before that terrible plane crash. She and I had been asked to speak at a ceremony celebrating the new citizenship of Russian immigrants. It wasnt a campaign event. There were no cameras. even though It was about 3 weeks before one of the biggest elections in the country. It was just new citizens and their families. We both talked about the immigrant traditions in our own families. She talked about her family growing up in Appalachia. I talked about my family on the Iron Range with the Slovenian roots.
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