Around 30 years ago, John Lewis got my family tickets to visit the White House and to take a private tour of the Congress.
My mom had asked our local representative for the tickets, but couldn’t get anything, and was about to give up but called Lewis’ office and he was willing and able to help.
I remember sitting in his office in DC with my parents to get the tickets and a I vaguely remember meeting him. I don’t remember what he said (it was a very brief visit, but that he took the time to meet with us and give us tickets when we weren’t even in his district struck me as being noteworthy), but I do recall him also giving us a few bags of peanuts and cans of coke.
That’s my John Lewis story. It isn’t much, but it has stayed with me for decades. And I really did appreciate the tickets and getting to see the White House.
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