I first met Harry Reid when he used to stop by KPLY, to do "Boxing" reports on the Bob Dee show. I was the P.D. of Z-Rock, and Harry would stop in, say hi, and ask me how I was doing (he knew I was a single Dad, and would kid around with my Son whenever he was there too). Over the years, we'd keep in touch and he would talk to me about bills, legislation, and one of his pet peeves was when an attachment to a good bill would negate the positives. He was always modest, and approachable.
I first met Sharron Angle when she knocked on my door. I was living in the North Valleys, and she was up for re-election. She was so brave and determined. She was all by herself, going door to door, to talk to people in person. She's not that tall, she wore jeans and a sweater, and looked like she was a neighbor. She looked me straight in the eye and asked if I had time to talk. She had a warm smile, and I thought she was cute. I explained I was a single Dad and was cooking dinner for my Son. She briefly explained what her concerns were, and asked for my vote, and said goodbye. I thought she was sweet.
These two people, are people, and no matter what the political machine churned them out to be, they're both for real, and they're ours.