Rep. Jim JordanKonto zweryfikowane

Two years ago, our nephew Eli was killed in a car accident. He lived a mile from us. Grew up wrestling and training with our boys. Was a high school state champion. Varsity athlete for Wisconsin.

It was a Saturday morning, three days after the accident. I was walking to the car, to go to Eli’s parent’s home, when the President called.

We talked about a few issues. And then he asked how the family was doing. I said they’re doing “ok, but it’s tough.” The President said “Yea. Losing a loved one’s always difficult, and it’s really tough when they’re so young.”

I then said, “Mr. President, I’m actually walking into their house right now. Obviously, they don’t know I’m talking to you. But if you’d be willing to say hello to Eli’s dad, you’d make a terrible day a little less terrible.” “What’s his name?” The President asked.

I walked through the door, and said “Todd, the President wants to talk to you.” For the next five minutes, family and friends sat in complete silence, as the President of the United States took time to talk to a dad who was hurting.