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Jim and Jon fight hunger in America!!

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Congressman Jim McGovern💜

Bipartisan Members of Congress launch Food is Medicine to Highlight Impacts of Hunger on Health

Congressman Jim McGovern, a senior House Democrat and leading voice on agriculture and hunger policy, joined this week Republicans and Democrats to launch the new bipartisan Food is Medicine Working Group, within the House Hunger Caucus.

The new group will highlight the costs related to hunger and the importance of keeping U.S. agricultural and nutrition policy rooted in health-focused research that shows families and communities are healthier when they have access to nutritious food like fresh fruits and vegetables.

“When families don’t have access to nutritious food, their health suffers. Too many families struggle to put food on the table. It is imperative that Congress and other policymakers understand that food is medicine. “We simply cannot address hunger and health as two separate issues. They’re two sides of the same coin. Community organizations are already doing incredible work across the country to connect chronically-ill patients with the food they need,” Congressman Jim McGovern said. “With the launch of our new bipartisan Food is Medicine working group, we will work to elevate this issue and advance policy solutions that will help to ensure more chronically-ill people have access to medically tailored meals. Together, we can ensure food is seen as medicine and make real progress to end hunger across the country.”

In addition to McGovern, the new group will be led by Representatives Lynn Jenkins (R-KS), Chellie Pingree (D-ME), and Roger Marshall (R-KS).

Joining the lawmakers at the launch were leaders from Tufts University, the George Washington University Food Institute, Harvard Law School, and Feeding America.


JON BON JOVI – GREAT ON HUNGER! Finally BEING INDUCTED INTO THE ROCK ‘N’ ROLL HALL OF FAME! … Jon Bon Jovi: still gorgeous! Songs STILL kick ass! … Those killer hooks! killer melodies! … killer hair = Immortality!💖🎵🎵

The beautiful Broadway and Billy – 100 Water St.

By Rosalie Tirella

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Rose on her daily drive down Water Street, where she gets her yummy wraps and sometimes coffee at The Broadway Restaurant and Catering at 100 Water St.

Did she tell you she loves this place? The idea of this place? The people of this place? The look of this place? The love wafting over every cup of coffee (bottom-less!) in the place? The INTEGRITY in each and every Broadway French fry?

What gives the B-Way its Best Ways? The Isaldakli family, of course! Owners for decades, after Billy Isaldakli realized his engineering degree wouldn’t make him as happy as or rich as owning the Broadway, the Isaldaklis bring a love for each other, their kids, grandkid and community that has fueled the Broadway’s success … for decades. Billy and Betsy, his wife and work partner, bring a magical Old World affection, unpretentiousness and moral code to the little corner eatery in my neighborhood that never fails to uplift and inspire me in this crass, narcissistic Trump world. The Canal District’s trendy bars, eats and people may come and go – I’ve seen these places open with such fanfare and then a year or 2 later, poof! gone! – but the Broadway endures. Like the turning of the earth, like the salt of the earth … like an epic Broadway Hot Fudge Sundae!

Years ago Billy bought the Broadway biz from the old and soon-to-retire Sam, a Green Island legend in his own right. Every Sunday morning Sam would be at the front entrance of his Broadway in a suit coat, shaking hands with and greeting each and every one of his (steady) customers as they walked through his front doors! When I was a little girl growing up in Green Island my mother, like half of Worcester, would take  us to the Broadway for breakfast after Sunday Mass. And there stood Sam, gate keeper to my sisters’ and my burgers, fries and Cokes, smiling seriously. (Ma had breakfast – always a cheese Western omelet and coffee💜.) Rich, poor, in-between – Sam treated ALL his customers with the same Sam brisk-but-attentive courteousness. It was a whirlwind Sunday! Sam was a king atop the Broadway hill!

Billy brought a more fun vibe to the place. Chatty, given to giving you unsolicited advice (usually spot-on. “Rose, you’re too deep into your life to adopt kids!”), political, smart and philosophical, Billy could have been a great politician – or Pope.

But it has been the Broadway where he’s built his life and flourished. I chalk much of his success up to his smarts, cooking skills but mostly Big Greek Love – for family, customers, Worcester – everybody. To experience the Broadway is to be swaddled in a warm world of connections, smiles, banter, family, integrity, homemade ice cream, hard work – the American dream slathered over your cheese burger, don’t hold the pickles!

Billy has owned his culinary icon for years and never ceases to impress folks with his family affair at 100 Water St! Billy, wife Betsy, daughter, son, soon grandson, all work at the Broadway at some point in their lives. They all seem to gather there, in the back dining room, for their informal Greek dinners. Often with a waitress, just off her shift. The room radiates clan, LOVE, family first, good food. AND…respect for every Woo girl and boy!

To visit the Broadway is to visit a more no-nonsense, honest time in America where rules and rituals mattered: Billy and Betsy married for years and still flirting with each other over the feta, still respecting each other’s points of view, admiring each other’s skills. The cute Billy cheat on the pretty Betsy? Never in a billion years! She’s the whipped cream on his Belgian waffles! And, besides, more important, it is WRONG to cheat on your wife, your life’s helpmate and best friend.

… Billy grinning to himself over the French fries when Rose tells him his three-year-old grandson has his mom’s – Billy’s daughter Daniella’s – smile. Rose can see Daniella’s exact same smile, the exact same mischievous little curves in the two corners of the little boy’s mouth when he grins. This amazes her. She tells Billy so. A quiet, contented grace washes over Billy’s gently lined face as he accepts the compliment. No words spoken.

Giving to the community is first nature with this crew. Every Thanksgiving, Billy and family and a few staffers cook ALL the turkey dinners for Worcester shut-ins for the Bishop’s Catholic Charity Thanksgiving Meals on Wheels. At the Broadway! For 17+ years! Under the radar, sans self-promoting Instagram photos or press releases. That is how the Isaldakli family spends – and celebrates – their Thanksgiving. Sweating and (Billy) swearing over hundreds of scoops of their homemade stuffing, scores of Butterballs (the Bishop supplies the turkeys – Billy cooks them) and cans of cranberry sauce. Community service, totally out of the public eye.

That’s how Billy likes it.

Rose is thinking of Billy today. Billy, a middle-aged guy (he married young) surviving in a Facebook world. Billy, a guy with a moral code that rivals Lincoln’s, a guy who doesn’t know what Snap Chat is and couldn’t give a fuck. Slinging grape nut pudding, joking with the dish washer and the kid at the counter. Billy knows that inside the rules is where you are absolutely free! No one else in America seems to get this any more. In this crazy country, folks (kids!!) post pictures of their boobs, butts and trendy meals on Instagram. Fake loves, too. For everybody to see … curated, manipulated, cropped and colorized. Billy Isaldakli will have none of it. Billy runs around the Broadway kitchen sweaty and stressed, yelling over the assistant cook. Betsy calmly grabs a fish platter and throws a reassuring glance at her husband, her beloved. Waitress Cathy makes fresh coffee…friends/customers come in. The Broadway world spins on, a cozy delight.

Edith parked in Rose’s space!

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Read Edith’s cover story in this issue of CECELIA💜! pic: R.T.

President Donald Trump’s “shit-hole countries” remark – more of the same

By Edith Morgan

So now President Donald Trump has let loose of some more gutter language, this time describing again something he clearly knows nothing about and, worse yet, CARES nothing about. We have been treated to his “locker room language,” we have heard peoples of color labeled rapists, murderers; portrayed as lazy, criminal, unintelligent and still “the white man’s burden.”

We have seen emanating from Trump’s campaign and later from his White House, the same vicious rhetoric, ultimately emanating from the same source: Donald J. Trump. So I have trouble being shocked or surprised that more of this gutter language – his describing Africa, Haiti as “shit-hole countries” during a meeting about immigration – is issuing forth from what ought to be the highest places in our government.

We all know the words – we would not be shocked or upset at hearing them if we did not understand their meaning and their use: to excoriate people of color. What IS shocking and upsetting is that the racist comments are coming out of what is supposed to be the highest office in the land – the position from which is supposed to emanate at least a little wisdom and decorum, and to which so many other nations’ people look for leadership.

During the last presidential campaign, I DID hope the American people would see through candidate Trump’s bluster, his swearing, his crude insensitivity and his total disregard for law, morality … and any trace of human decency.

Actually, much of the voting public DID reject this choice but were denied their real choice (Bernie Sanders) by a rigged system that allowed the election to be thrown to the less-favored candidate, Hillary Clinton. It has happened before and we did not fix it then. And we are still not fixing the problem!

Most Americans have had the uneasy feeling that we were going in the wrong direction, that change was needed, and that it should start at the top. And so many were lulled into believing that Donald Trump would “drain the swamp.” What many did not see is that Trump and his entourage are the “swamp-creatures par excellence”! And that rather than draining the swamp, they are there to overfill the swamp and line their own pockets …

Did anyone who took the time to study the various biographies of this group have any doubt at all that there would be brought into the White House the same person who had all his life demonstrated a total lack of morality in any area, personal or business?

This spoiled child who inherited so much, bragged that he would get rich off the presidency, that rules did not apply to him, and that as a (reality TV!) “star” he could get away with anything – including murder?

Why did people not take Trump at his word – the only times when he actually told the truth?

And so we have added to the Presidential vocabulary the terms “pussy,” “shit-hole” and others, thanks to Trump. And we are daily treated to further outpourings from our duly elected fount of gutter talk. I will not be surprised when, as the pressure builds from decent Americans of all kinds, that the vocabulary will get cruder and more abusive!

And meanwhile, as our attention is focused on the increasing crudity, our environment is being decimated, the 1% pay less of their fair share, health insurance for the working poor and middle class becomes more precarious, protections are dismantled, our respect – and influence – around the world eroded. Globally, we are a laughing stock, as we follow a racist, sexual predator … a foul-mouthed ignoramus down into … what?

When will the Trump debacle be enough – even for the cowards who inhabit the Congress?

Today we celebrate Martin Luther King, Jr. – Prophet of Peace!

“I have a dream …”

Today is a national holiday, in honor of Civil Rights icon Martin Luther King, Jr., one of the greatest Americans.

Let’s honor his greatness – let’s make today truly “holy”! We are pleading with every American to reject the racist, toxic, EVIL Trumpism and President Donald Trump – a “sick white brother,” as MLK would no doubt say – and turn to Dr. King for answers! Read his work! Check out his sermons, speeches and activism on You Tube! See and hear how a REAL American leader lights the way for an entire nation! The world!! Follow Martin’s light TODAY! IT IS STILL SHINING!

– Rose T.

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I have a Dream by Martin Luther King, Jr; August 28, 1963

Delivered on the steps at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington D.C. on August 28, 1963

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That amazing, AMERICAN day!

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Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.

But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.

In a sense we have come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.” But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check — a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God’s children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor’s lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with a new meaning, “My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.”

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!”

Cold kills — keep animals indoors!

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Miss Lilac💜, snug as a bug in a rug! pic: R.T.

By Lindsay Pollard-Post

The historic “bomb cyclone” and ensuing cold snap buried the Northeast in snow, knocked out power to tens of thousands of homes, forced airports to close, flooded streets and caused temperatures to plunge to record lows — down to -45 Fahrenheit in parts of Maine and New Hampshire!

It was so cold that a frozen water pipe burst at New York’s JFK Airport and a terminal flooded, the ocean froze on the Atlantic coast, snow fell on Hawaii and even ski resorts closed down.

Yet despite these extreme, unforgiving conditions, countless dogs were stuck outside on chains or in backyard pens as if they were nothing more than lawn ornaments. They shivered violently, curling themselves into the smallest possible ball in a desperate attempt to conserve body heat while their ears and feet froze and their bones ached from the unrelenting cold.

In Detroit, a man abandoned a small dog in a cage outside an animal-rescue facility in the middle of the night. When shelter workers returned in the morning, they found the dog frozen to death, still inside the cage.

In Toledo, Ohio, a cruelty investigator found a female pit bull curled up on a porch, frozen solid. The dog had only a pillow and some blankets — which offer no protection from the cold — and no food or water.

A dog in Flint, Michigan, who had apparently been hit by a car and sustained a broken femur, had to be pried from the ground after he froze to it. Dogs in Ohio, Connecticut and Virginia have been found frozen to death inside their doghouses.

Cats, too, are suffering and dying outdoors in these temperatures. One cat was found near a bowling alley in Manitoba, screaming in pain because his tail, which had to be amputated, was severely frostbitten. So far this winter, at least 25 animals have died after they were left outside, and many more animals’ deaths have surely gone unreported.

Before, during and after the bomb cyclone, PETA’s fieldworkers raced to prevent more animals from ending up like these unfortunate ones. They urged people to allow their dogs inside, filled water buckets for dogs who had only a block of solid ice (or nothing at all) for hydration, gave a good meal to dogs who looked like they hadn’t eaten in days and delivered free, custom-built doghouses stuffed with straw to provide some insulation against the cold.

As PETA’s fieldworker piled straw into a doghouse for a dog named Cuba, she was showered with kisses before the grateful pup quickly dove inside to hunker down for warmth.

At another stop, the fieldworkers found seven puppies left out in the cold and snow. Their owner agreed to surrender them, and after giving them a much-needed warm-up, the fieldworkers delivered them to a local shelter for a chance at finding cozy, loving homes.

Animals are simply not equipped to survive these temperatures. They will die if left outdoors without proper shelter. Frostbite, hypothermia and dehydration (when water sources freeze) are constant threats in cold weather.

Please! Let your animals stay inside and urge your friends and neighbors to do the same. If necessary, offer to take their animals into your own home to prevent them from freezing. If you see stray or feral animals, keep them indoors until you can find their guardians or take them to an animal shelter. If they’re unapproachable, set out food, water and a temporary shelter (such as a small doghouse stuffed with straw for stray cats) and call your local animal shelter for help humanely trapping them and getting them out of the cold.

If you see any animal deprived of adequate shelter, food, water or other basic necessities, please notify authorities immediately. [Worcester Animal Rescue League – 508.853.0030 or Animal Control – WPD – 508.799.8606]

The frigid weather may be an uncomfortable inconvenience for us, but for forgotten animals who have no escape from it, it’s deadly.

🎵💜 Worcester’s 24th Annual Martin Luther King Jr. Breakfast

Text and photos by Ron O’Clair

I was pleased to attend this morning the City’s 24th annual Martin Luther King Jr. Breakfast held at Worcester State University on May Street.

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Dr. King at the Mountain Top…

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Friendly House long-time executive director, Gordon Hargrove, heads into the event.

The breakfast …

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Ronny’s breakfast at the event😏

… poetry readings, songs, ceremonies …

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… and award ceremony were held in the WSU building that formerly housed the Temple Emmanuel Synagogue, which is conveniently located for the community – at the intersection of Chandler and May streets.

There was a good, diverse, eclectic turnout – typical of Worcester!
There were, of course, several city officials: District Attorney Joe Early Jr., Mayor Joseph Petty …

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Retired WPS teacher Anne Marie Monfredo, her husband Worcester School Committee member John Monfredo, Worcester Mayor Joseph Petty

… Superintendent of Schools Maureen Binienda, City Councilors Rosen and King, School Committee members John Monfredo, Brian O’Connell and the recently elected Dante Comparetto. Also in attendance: various other persons of note from our fair city of Worcester, such as Friendly House’s Executive Director Gordon Hargrove, his sister Dorothy Hargrove, who coordinates and is one of the judges of this celebration’s student poetry contest …

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Dot Hargrove, a former reading teacher in the Worcester Public Schools, at the podium.

… community activist William S. Coleman III, and others.

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Bill Coleman, right, and James Bonds at a meeting working to rebuild and rededicate the CITY MONUMENT to the city’s WORLD WAR II Black soldiers. file pic

There were some folks who wore traditional dress from their country of origin, such as the lady I saw from Liberia wearing the fashion popular in that country. She declined my request for a photograph.

It gave me great pleasure to greet Mr. Ike McBride, community engagement director at the Worcester Boys and Girls Club, and his family.

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Ike McBride was honored at the event. Here he is with his children and wife.

McBride was an honored attendee – recipient of the MLK Jr. Youth Service Award for his longstanding efforts working with at-risk youth throughout our fair city of Worcester.

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Charles, Worcester Boys Club member! file pic

It was a great celebration in honor of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and all the many contributions to our country that resulted from his non-violent activism that gave birth to and fueled the Civil Rights movement …

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… It was a struggle, the journey towards equality. Many – white and black – were jailed, beaten, died for the cause.

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Birmingham, 1963. photo: LIFE magazine

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… It was a brutal but empowering struggle. To raise the standard of working, housing, education, voting, LIVING, for people of color in these United States. In my own experience, I remember most vividly watching on television as the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. urged people to judge his children based upon the content of their character, rather than the color of their skin. That resonated with my young mind, and I have striven to always do just that with people I meet. I believe we all should take that advice to heart and practice it in our daily lives.

We must look at the sum of a person’s character first, last and always.

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McGovern, Warren, Mass. Delegation Visit Puerto Rico

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Congressman McGovern (second from right) joins Senator Elizabeth Warren and Representatives Richard Neal and Seth Moulton in meeting with Massachusetts State Police officers volunteering to help with the recovery effort in Puerto Rico.

Lawmakers Survey Recovery Efforts, Highlight Need for More Aid

Congressman Jim McGovern, U.S. Senator Elizabeth Warren (D-MA), and other lawmakers from the Massachusetts congressional delegation were in Puerto Rico yesterday to survey the damage from Hurricane Maria. They met with volunteers and rescue workers on the ground and highlighted the need for more aid to continue recovery efforts.

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“Far too many of our fellow U.S. citizens are still without electricity and the resources they need to rebuild. Even before Hurricane Maria hit Puerto Rico, Massachusetts was the proud home of 300,000 Puerto Ricans – and thousands more have come to the Bay State since Hurricane Maria upended their lives,” said McGovern, Warren
and the delegation members in a statement.

The statement continues: “We’re [in] Puerto Rico to see firsthand the devastation on the island and how we can help our fellow citizens along the path to a full recovery. We have not forgotten our brothers and sisters in Puerto Rico – they can count on us.”

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Congressman McGovern and the Massachusetts lawmakers will visit Hospital de Niño in San Juan, which helps children with autism and special needs.

McGovern and the delegation will then receive a briefing from federal disaster and homeland security officials at the Joint Field Office in Guaynabo on relief efforts.

Additionally, the delegation will tour a health center in Loiza and a shelter in Canóvanas, before flying back to Washington.