Madam Speaker, Gabrielle Giffords is always a bright spot in this rather dull, moody, self-absorbed body called Congress. She is easy to work with no matter on which side of the aisle we happen to be. We all find ourselves being criticized, but few of us have been able to respond with the grace and class with which Gabby has. Today, we mourn the loss of all those killed during the evil shooting spree in Tucson. I know we are praying for the victims' families, that somehow, through their devastating loss and heartbreak, they may still find that peace that passes all understanding. For those who have survived the assault, may they find healing in the shadow of the Almighty. Hearing so much these days about the need for congenial discourse, we might look at Gabby Giffords as a living example of how we go about discerning the roadmap to get to the desired decorum. I'm sure both sides of the aisle wish the other side worked with others as well as Gabby does. She makes people here in Congress smile just by showing up. Her flights to and from Washington, D.C., often had us on the same flight to and from the Dallas/Fort Worth airport hub. Gabby knows I love chocolate, so when she sees me on her flight, she always lights up and says something like: Louie, I was hoping you would be on my flight. I need some chocolate. Gabby always finds something for which she can look forward. Our prayers remain with her. This is no time for assigning blame to anyone but the gunman.…
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