Kenny Hulshof: “On November 22 of last year, my father collapsed and died at our family's home in Southeast Missouri. He was 68. On his…”

“On November 22 of last year, my father collapsed and died at our family's home in Southeast Missouri. He was 68. On his first trip to Washington, D.C., he sat right up there in the gallery to watch his son take the first oath of office. He died without an estate plan. In fact, I wish my colleagues could have met my dad, because if they had shaken his hand, they would have immediately noticed the callouses from 4 decades of working our family's farm down in the district of the gentlewoman from Missouri (Mrs. Emerson). One of the necessities, of course, of having that painful experience is that my mom and I, as the surviving members of the family, had to conduct an inventory. And I do not mind telling my colleagues, a 493-acre farm, a number of irrigation systems, farm equipment, grain trucks, the modest home where I grew up, modest savings and, thankfully, because of Congress's actions a number of years ago, my mom was not required to pay the tax.”