I'd like you to meet my virtual friend Maureen Walsh. She lives in Walla Walla, Washington. The delicious, sweet onion place. Known for their increasing wine country as well. I say "virtual" friend because we've never met. But by golly, we've been awfully awfully close. Last night for example.
We had finished a 14-day of training new flight attendants at our Flight Operations and Training Center near the SeaTac Airport and were back at the airport for our flight to Portland. We had an extra hour so headed to the Pacific Marketplace for some delicious pasta. Sat down. Enjoying. And I'm staring across the table and right over to the neighboring table. At this woman. I knew her. I just knew I did. I stared and stared at her. I think she knew it. Man, for the life of me, I couldn't figure out where. But more than even knowing her, I knew some story about her. Something personal.....something about her family, crying or a heartfelt story of some sort. But I couldn't place her. A passenger of mine? Neighbor? TV personality? Gosh. I just kept staring and even followed behind her as she headed toward the gate areas. It really bothered me until about halfway home, inflight. THAT'S IT!
Maureen Walsh is a Republican congresswoman from Walla Walla, Washington. About three hours drive to the east of us. And I knew her story because I'd heard her story. Recently. A few weeks ago. And you'll hear her story below. She is one of those folks that I admire. She is well deserving of honor and recognition. For her ability to come to beautiful conclusions in her life. For looking out for the equal rights of others.
So, I've never meet Maureen Walsh from Walla Walla, Washington. But gosh, I was damned close. Really, really close in fact. I'm disappointed that I didn't take the step to walk six feet over to her and say hi. I really would like to have given her a big old hug and thanked her. For her life. Her dedication. And love. Oh, and her inspiration too. And her dedication to people over the task.