Wives Club

I’ve never really searched out anything about the wives of any political male candidate, but this one sort of fell into my lap.
There’s much being bounced around about Michelle Obama’s blatant racist attitude and we all now know her feelings about her husband wanting to run a country that she doesn’t even like. Not to mention the whining and foot stomping about how hard it is to pay back college loans… What a gracious first lady she’d make.
But this entry isn’t about ObamaMama.
It’s about Cindy McCain.

Here’s a little background:
In B.Obama’s speech in Berlin a couple days ago he said,
“Now the world will watch and remember what we do here – what we do with this moment. Will we extend our hand to the people in the forgotten corners of this world who yearn for lives marked by dignity and opportunity; by security and justice?
Will we lift the child in Bangladesh from poverty…?” It goes on.

Talking the talk.
Well, Mrs.McCain has walked the walk.

In 1991 Cindy McCain was visiting Mother Teresa's orphanage in Bangladesh when a dying infant was thrust into her hands. The orphanage couldn't provide the medical care needed to save her life, so Mrs. McCain brought the baby home to America with her. She was met at the airport by her husband, who asked what all this was about.
Mrs. McCain replied that the child desperately needed surgery and years of rehabilitation. "I hope she can stay with us," she told her husband. Mr. McCain agreed. Today that child is their teenage daughter Bridget.

There was a second infant Mrs. McCain brought back. She ended up being adopted by a young McCain aide and his wife.
"We were called at midnight by Cindy," Wes Gullett remembers, and "five days later we met our new daughter Nicki at the L.A. airport wearing the only clothing Cindy could find on the trip back, a 7-Up T-shirt she bought in the Bangkok airport." Today, Nicki is a high school sophomore. Mr. Gullett told me, "I never saw a hospital bill" for her care.

Cindy McCain. Classy act.
My two cents.