You can keep my things. They've come to take me home.
"This was 2.5 yrs ago. He’d just told me to keep the fight up against cancer. I told him I hated the wigs and hats. He said at least my hair would grow back - his wouldn’t and maybe he should borrow the hat. I laughed. It meant a lot to a sick woman."
Met John McCain once. I was a 22 year old senate intern waiting for an elevator. The doors opened, and he and another GOP senator were inside. I apologized and said I'd want for the next one, but McCain told me to hop on.
"Who do you work for," he asked.
"Ted Kennedy, sir."
"He's a good man," McCain said. "Without him, we're lost."
The other Senator scoffed in disgust and got off the elevator at the next floor. While he was still in earshot, McCain raised his voice a little and said, "Don't mind him. He's an asshole."
And that's the time I met John McCain.
"A quick McCain story: A few years ago, the whole Senate gathered to hear John tell, in spellbinding detail, his POW story. I remember he described how he developed a system of tapping out letters on the cell walls to talk to nearby POWs, bc they would be beaten if they spoke. When it was time for questions, Diane Feinstein asked John if he could still recall, 40 years later, how the system worked. He didn’t say a word. He just started a rythmic, staccato tapping on the podium. “I just tapped out ‘Yes, Diane, I still can”, he whispered into the mic."