Little Girl Lost

My Dad worked for the government when I was little, so I met some politicians as a child--there is an adorable picture of me, four, with Mayor Koch at some swearing in.  But since a nine-year old was shot while meeting Congresswoman Giffords, I've been thinking about one meeting in particular: the time I met Senator Moynihan.  I was eight.  I shook his hand so enthusiastically that I may have injured it.

I haven't been reflecting so much on that meeting, which I barely remember, as realizing the magnitude of what was lost.  Think of the last thirty years of your own life, how much of it there has been.  All of that was robbed from her, and another thirty or forty years to come.