[Congressional Record Volume 152, Number 135 (Friday, December 8, 2006)]
[Senate]
[Pages S11581-S11584]
From the Congressional Record Online through the Government Publishing Office [www.gpo.gov]




                       HONORING OUR ARMED FORCES


                         Captain Shawn English

  Mr. DeWINE. Mr. President, I rise today to pay tribute to a brave 
soldier who died while serving his country in Iraq. On December 3, 
2006, Army CPT Shawn English was killed when his humvee struck a 
roadside bomb. Captain English, who served as an Army deep sea diver, 
was based in Panama City Beach, FL, but news of his death reverberated 
in his hometown of New Albany, OH. Captain English leaves behind his 
wife Tricia and three sons, Nathan, Noah, and Austin. Captain English 
was 35 years old.
  Shawn spent nearly his entire adult life in the military--first as an 
enlisted soldier and later as a commissioned officer. He grew up in New 
Albany. As a boy, he raised 4-H sheep and played football for New 
Albany High School, where he graduated in 1990. Shawn joined the 
military when he was 18 and went on to attend college at Wright State 
University, receiving his degree in 1999.
  Shawn joined the Army after high school and by the time he deployed 
to the war in Iraq, he was already an experienced combat veteran. He 
had served his country bravely years before in the gulf war in an 
armored cavalry unit. He later joined a Ranger battalion before 
becoming a diver.
  Shawn's middle school teacher Debbie Smith says that he was always 
energetic and a delight to have in the classroom--that he was a student 
with a wonderful personality. He simply loved to learn. ``He was 
dedicated to defending our country,'' Debbie remembers, ``and 
particularly making sure that children were safe.''
  Those closest to Shawn remember him as a family man. ``He was a very 
loving father and a wonderful brother,'' said his sister Dawn. ``I 
received an e-mail from him at around noon on the Saturday before he 
died,'' said his brother-in-law, Todd. ``It was in response to the 
pictures of the Buckeyes game that I sent him. He was very short (in 
the e-mail), but said that he was tired and that things were really 
intense. He asked that I pray for him.''
  Shawn's father-in-law Curt expressed his grief at learning the news 
of Shawn's death. ``It's just so hard for us to comprehend,'' he said. 
``We're heartbroken. I could not--do not--love my own sons more than I 
loved that man. He was such a good man. He believed in his country and 
had a deep faith in God.''
  Shawn was in Iraq to train and lead Iraqi soldiers. He had been in-
country since February 2006. As his brother-in-law said:

       Shawn had the option to come home, but said he had an 
     obligation to his men and wanted to finish what he started. . 
     . . He

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     told me that when he came back that this was it. He had 
     served 15 years and was going to look at other options to be 
     closer with his family.

  When they moved to Florida, Shawn and his wife Tricia quickly became 
active members of the community there. They belonged to the Woodlawn 
United Methodist Church, and Shawn coached youth soccer.
  Shawn was able to return home to Florida on a short leave, during 
which he visited his son Nathan's elementary school class. During that 
visit, he discussed his deeply held beliefs about our country.
  Shawn's father-in-law explained that ``he stressed to [the students] 
how fortunate we are to be living in America, with the freedoms we 
have.'' In that meeting, Shawn talked about his work in Iraq and told 
the kids how much little things, like soccer balls, meant to the 
children in Iraq. The class collected soccer balls to send to the Iraqi 
children so that, like Shawn, they, too, could help make a positive 
difference in the country.
  Shawn's friends loved him. Captain Nathan Surrey, one of Shawn's best 
friends, met him when they were both involved in Army management 
training in Missouri. In Captain Surrey's words:

       We just clicked. We were fanatical Ohio State fans. We 
     loved sports [and liked to talk about] our ideas on life. Our 
     personalities were the same.

  Captain Surrey also remembers what an excellent soldier Shawn was. 
Reflecting upon his friend's courage and dedication, he said that ``you 
have to be in phenomenal physical shape and be pretty much fearless to 
be able [to be] anywhere in the world, any time.'' Echoing that 
sentiment, CPT Robert Newbauer, who served with Shawn for 6 years, said 
that ``anything he did, or set forth to do, he was full of pride and 
passion.''
  Shawn was a dedicated soldier, but most importantly, he was a loving 
husband and father. His mother-in-law, Bev Daily, remembers how much 
his children meant to him. ``Those kids idolized their dad,'' she said.
  Shawn's family was able to see him one last time--just hours before 
his tragic and untimely death--when they spoke over video phone. In 
that conversation, Shawn joked and laughed with his sons. His family 
was grateful for this last opportunity to speak with him.
  Shawn's life impacted so many people in so many ways. His family and 
friends will always remember his smile and strong sense of compassion. 
He served his country with courage and honor and pride--and for that, 
he will always be remembered.
  My wife Fran and I continue to keep CPT Shawn English's family and 
friends in our thoughts and in our prayers.


                        Specialist Marco Miller

  Mr. President, I rise today to pay tribute to a brave and dedicated 
soldier--Army Specialist Marco Miller, originally from Warren, OH. Just 
this past weekend, Specialist Miller was on guard duty in Baghdad, when 
a nearby military vehicle was hit by a mortar round. Specialist Miller 
was wounded by the resulting shrapnel and was transferred to a military 
hospital in Germany. On December 5, 2006, surrounded by family members, 
Marco died from his wounds. According to his mother Renee Daniels, the 
Army has awarded him the Purple Heart and will be promoting him to 
Sergeant in recognition of his bravery. Marco was 36 years old.
  Marco's sister remembers that her brother loved to be active. He 
enjoyed sports and spent a lot of time working out in the gym. Though a 
star athlete in high school, he also had a passion for the arts. His 
mother remembers him as someone who had a lot of heart. ``I am very 
proud of him,'' she said. ``Very, very proud.''
  Marco grew up in Warren and graduated from Warren G. Harding High 
School in 1988, where he played baseball for the Panthers and was a 
running back for the football team. A serious student in high school, 
he always tried harder than anyone else. He attended the University of 
Akron and the University of Central Florida. An entrepreneur, Marco 
wanted to retire early, so that he could live ``the good life.''
  Marco's close friend since before kindergarten, Mahar Hameed, said 
they had been playing football together since they were 8 years old. 
Marco was a tailback, and Mahar was a fullback. ``I blocked for Marco 
for 10 years,'' he recalls. Even though Marco had moved to Florida, the 
two friends kept in touch throughout their adulthood. Mahar saw Marco 
as he was preparing to leave for Iraq. ``I wouldn't say he was 
nervous,'' he said. ``[Rather,] he just knew he had an obligation to 
fulfill. That's the kind of person Marco was. . . . I can only say he 
was one of the best people I ever knew.''
  Frank Thomas, Marco's high school football coach, remembers that 
Marco was extremely personable and had an infectious smile. He always 
worked to the best of his ability and took his goals seriously. As 
Coach Thomas put it, ``He represented his country and family well.''
  On an Internet posting, one of Marco's former schoolmates remembers 
him as his guardian angel in school since 7th grade, even though they 
haven't seen each other in over 12 years. ``We drifted in and out of 
each other's orbits through junior high and high school,'' he wrote. 
``I can't tell you how many times he magically appeared when I was in 
need of some support.''
  Marco moved to Florida in 1994, with his younger brother Demond. ``We 
went to Florida with nothing,'' he recalled. ``Marco was building a 
business.'' After graduating from Full Sail, a media arts college in 
Orlando, Marco put together a production company which did audio-visual 
work, commercials, and other marketing tools for Disney and Universal 
Theme Parks, as well as local car and motorcycle clubs. Marco was also 
putting together DVDs for his Army buddies, and was hoping to combine 
his two careers in the future.
  Marco's oldest sister remembers her brother's extraordinary sense of 
fun. ``The last time he was home,'' she said, ``he made sure he went to 
Cedar Point, so he could ride all of the rides [and] not just once. He 
loved the roller coasters. He loved sports cars, jet skis, and anything 
that was fast.''
  Marco's love of adventure was one of the things that made him decide 
to be a paratrooper when he joined the Army. Although this was his 
first tour in Iraq, he had served in the area during the first gulf 
war. His mother said that she wanted the public to know that Marco was 
a good son and a dedicated soldier. ``He was proud to be in the 
military,'' she said.
  Marco served in the military for nearly a dozen years--6 while on 
active duty in the early 1990s, and the last 5 as an Army Reservist. He 
enlisted in the Reserves after the terrorist attacks of September 11, 
2001.
  According to his mom:

       Marco knew what he was doing. He volunteered to be in the 
     military. He was considering signing up for another six-year 
     term.

  Tamia Michelle, Marco's daughter, was born just this past August, 
after he had been deployed to Iraq. Tragically, he was never able to 
meet her. Marco's sister Kim noted that Marco ``was looking forward to 
being a father. He looked forward to doing all of the things that a 
father does with a daughter.''
  This has been a hard year for Marco's family. The last time they were 
all together was for the funeral of Marco's stepfather Anthony Daniels 
just this past May. Marco was helping his mother cope with the loss.
  Marco's family does take some solace in knowing that he died doing 
what he wanted to be doing what he loved doing. They will always 
remember his patriotism and devotion to duty. As his brother said:

       Marco lived a full life. He did everything he wanted. He 
     traveled from the East Coast to the West and back. . . . He 
     really lived up to his potential and lived life the way he 
     wanted to do. He just felt that if he was going to serve his 
     country, this was the best way for him to do it.

  My wife Fran and I will keep the family of Marco Miller--his daughter 
Tamia Michelle, his mother Renee, his sisters Meka and Kim, his 
brothers Demond and Christoff, and his stepsister Carrie--in our 
thoughts and prayers.


                     Staff Sergeant Shamus O. Goare

  Mr. President, I rise today to pay tribute to Army SSG Shamus Goare 
from Danville, OH, who was killed on June 28, 2005, when his helicopter 
was shot down over Afghanistan. He was serving as the MH-47/Chinook 
flight engineer in the 3rd Battalion, 160th Special Operations Aviation 
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based out of Hunter Army Airfield in Georgia. He was 29 years old. He 
leaves parents Judy and Charles and his brother Kortney.
  Shamus graduated from Danville High School in Knox County in 1994. He 
became a flight engineer because he loved math, science, and 
engineering--and he excelled at all three. Shamus's father described 
his son as ``a real quiet guy, but when he said something, you knew you 
really had to pay attention.'' His friends and family knew him to be 
pretty quiet unless he was talking about something he loved--such as 
cars and the military.
  On August 1, 2005, Shamus would have celebrated 11 years in the Army 
as a special operations engineer. Being a member of the 160th Special 
Ops Aviation Regiment (Airborne) that flew Blackhawks and Chinooks, 
meant that Shamus took on very dangerous missions. On a special 
operations mission that would become his last, the Night Stalkers of 
the 160th were attempting to rescue Navy Seals who went missing in 
mountains near the Pakistani border.
  Shortly before his death, Shamus had received a medal of valor for 
humanitarian work in Afghanistan. He was working with children, which 
was something his father said he loved. His eagerness to serve his 
community and his country was apparent when Shamus managed to trick his 
mother into signing the enlistment forms before he had even graduated 
from high school. He was 17, at the time, and according to his father, 
he thought ``he'd get to see the world before he went to college.''
  Life in the military was a good fit for Shamus. It led him to a 
series of selfless and compassionate acts of heroism, many of which, he 
could not divulge to his family due to the nature of his work with the 
160th's Night Stalkers. And true to their motto, Shamus never quit--
even to the very end.
  His father said that ``Shamus really believed in what he was doing. 
He would always say if we don't fight over there, we'll have to fight 
ere.'' His dedication to his duty would not allow him to tell his 
family where he was or what he was doing, but that didn't stop him from 
talking about home and what he would do when he got back to the United 
States.
  One of his many hobbies was to drive around in his all-terrain 
vehicle. He would talk about his restoration project of a 1966 Buick 
Skylark a classic car that needed a new engine. Shamus also like to 
find time to restore old computers.
  A quick study, he was mostly self-taught. His father recalls that 
``nobody told him how to do things--he just figured it out.'' Even in 
high school, his 40 classmates could see Shamus's analytical mind at 
work.
  On a field trip to Wright Patterson Air Force Base near Dayton with 
his high school physics teacher, recalls seeing Shamus' mind at work. 
``He was calculating the estimated time of arrival to see how it 
matched up to the teacher's time.''
  Another of Shamus's high school classmates, Missy Duncan, remembers 
being shocked when she found out that he had enlisted. ``He was just so 
quiet,'' she said.
  Stephanie Fritz, another classmate, said this about her friend:

       We knew he was out of the country for the last two 
     reunions, but we didn't know that he had done four tours over 
     there. We're really proud of him. He was just the nicest 
     person.

  Missy and Stephanie were among the many students who paid tribute to 
the heroism of their fallen classmate by placing a flag display on the 
front lawn of Danville High School. A former history teacher of 
Shamus', Jim Holmes, first came up with the idea for the flag display. 
He talked about the display this way:

       What Shamus said about us fighting over there, so we 
     wouldn't have to fight over here, really touched me. I 
     thought of all the men and women giving their lives so we can 
     be free. I just thought it would be nice if we do something 
     to [pay tribute] to them.

  Helping to place the eight dozen flags that the American Legion and 
the local cemetery association donated, Missy said this, ``Though we 
are all doing different things now, it's nice that we can still come 
together as classmates and honor one of our own.''
  Among Shamus's family members who came together to watch the flag 
display were his cousins Kim, Marsha, and Keith. Kim said that ``It's 
so nice to see them come together and do something like this for 
Shamus.'' The pride and honor that they felt as the Danville High 
School alumni placed their flags in front of their school reminded the 
family of how Shamus had found his niche in life when he joined the 
military. Marsha recalled that ``when Shamus would come home, he would 
stand so tall and so proud.''
  In the words of U.S. Army Chaplain Father Jim McNeely, as he remarked 
on Shamus's heroism:

       There are two very important qualities necessary to be a 
     hero--humility and self-sacrifice. The life of Shamus Goare 
     embodies those two virtues, and that's why he is a hero. He 
     was an unassuming young man. He did not seek fame and 
     fortune. He didn't require his name to be spread in 
     headlines, nor did he demand recognition for his 
     achievements. His greatness lies in his quiet professionalism 
     and love for others that drew him to military service. To 
     him, doing his duty with excellence was satisfaction. And 
     Shamus's duty as a soldier was to serve.

  And now, it is our duty to remember and to honor Army Staff Sergeant 
Goare. My wife Fran and I continue to keep his family in our thoughts 
and prayers.


                        Sergeant Bradley Harper

  Mr. President, this afternoon I wish to honor Marine SGT Bradley 
Harper, a native of Dresden, OH. Sergeant Harper was killed in Iraq on 
August 3, 2005, in a roadside bombing. The 25 years old sergeant was a 
communications specialist assigned to the Marine Reserve's 4th Assault 
Amphibian Battalion, 4th Marine Division, based out of Norfolk, VA. He 
is survived by his wife Kendra, his parents Steve and Janet Harper, his 
sister Jenny, and his brother Daniel.
  Brad--as family and friends called him--grew up in Dresden, where he 
attended Tri-Valley High School. Brad's friends and classmates remember 
him as an all-around good guy who was very well liked.
  According to Kyle Powell, a former classmate:

       There isn't one bad thing anyone could say about Brad 
     Harper. Everybody knew him and everybody liked him. He always 
     had a smile on his face. He always laughed. He was never in a 
     bad mood.

  Kim Waaland, athletic director at Tri-Valley Local Schools, remembers 
Brad from when he played on the offensive line for the school football 
team. He said:

       He was a solid young man. [He was] a good friend and a good 
     teammate. He made the most of his ability. He could always be 
     counted on. He always wanted to do the right thing.

  He also remembers that Brad was always interested in learning more or 
doing more to make the team better. He was not surprised when he 
learned that Brad had decided to become a marine.
  Brad joined the Marines Corps Reserves as a teenager in Ohio and then 
went on to earn a degree in criminal justice from Zane State College. 
Tom Holdren, a criminal justice instructor at Zane State, said this 
about Brad:

       I had a number of conversations with Brad while he was at 
     school here. He often talked about wanting to be on the right 
     side. He wanted to fix the things that were wrong in the 
     world. I am sure he had a brilliant career ahead of him [and 
     that] he served with honor. He was just that kind of young 
     man.

  After earning his degree, Brad moved to Virginia Beach in January 
2004 to become a police officer. At the police academy, he graduated 
second in his class, and his peers selected him to serve as sergeant-
at-arms. This was the beginning of a career dedicated to serving and 
protecting others.
  Rene Ball, a Virginia Beach Police Department spokesperson, describes 
Brad this way:

       [He was a stellar candidate. He was superb in the academy. 
     He was one of those guys who, if another recruit fell behind, 
     he'd go back and make sure that they were all right. Everyone 
     on the force thought he was a great guy.

  Those who worked with Brad remember him as an upbeat, eager 
policeman. Master Officer Harry McBrien was one of Brad's instructors 
during his time at the Police Academy. He said that Brad was often 
relied on to work with the recruits who were struggling. And, when the 
Academy staff tried to ``stress him out a little bit,'' Master Officer 
McBrien remembers that Brad ``just smiled'' and kept going. He said the 
following about Officer Harper: Brad was an awesome guy who could 
handle anything. He was always smiling, had a great mood, and a 
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attitude. He was a role model for everyone else in the Academy.
  Brad was upbeat before being deployed to Iraq. In an interview with 
The Virginian-Pilot, Brad said that ``this is my chance to go, to do my 
part.''
  Brad's devotion to military service impressed everyone with whom he 
came into contact. Nick Beach, a fellow marine and friend, said that 
Brad was always an inspiration--someone who joined the Marines and 
decided to serve his country because of his caring heart. Nick said:

       I think the reason there were so many junior Marines who 
     looked up to Brad is because he was a true Marine. He led 
     from the front and never let anyone fall behind. He would go 
     back and give them a hand and bring them back up to the 
     front.

  Brad was dedicated to his marines and his job as a police officer, 
but he was also devoted to his family and friends. He loved his wife 
Kendra, whom Brad met while she was studying at Ohio University in 
Zanesville. According to Brad's sister Jenny, ``Kendra was his world.'' 
They would have been celebrating their third wedding anniversary 2 
weeks after Brad's death. After his passing, Kendra released the 
following statement about her husband:

       In the eyes of those who knew and loved Brad, he is a real 
     hero. He gave 100 percent in whatever assignment he 
     undertook. He was proud to be a Marine and considered it an 
     honor serving as an officer for the City of Virginia Beach 
     2nd Precinct Oceanfront. He will live on forever in our 
     hearts.

  Jason McBride met Brad while they were both in grade school. The two 
boys grew up together and both played football in high school. Jason 
was the best man in Brad's wedding, and there was no man better than 
Brad Harper in Jason's mind. While Brad was in Iraq, Jason heard from 
him about every 2 weeks through email. Jason received an email from 
Brad shortly before his death. Jason said that he was looking forward 
to coming home they could go out to a Buckeyes football game.
  Jason said:

       Brad was the best friend any guy could ever have. He would 
     always go out of his way to help you. He'll always be my best 
     friend and nothing will ever change that.

  Brad's dedication to military service will never be forgotten. In the 
words of his sister:

       Brad's bravery and courage, like all the others before him, 
     will never be forgotten. He was a high achiever. Anything he 
     ever wanted to do, he tried, and he achieved. He wanted to 
     serve his country. He wanted to be a marine. He wanted to be 
     a police officer. He had high hopes, and he wanted to go far.

  Indeed, everyone who knew Brad misses him. Virginia Beach police 
officers memorialized his death by ``draping the badge''--a traditional 
show of honor and brotherhood by police who place a black swath across 
their shields when a fellow officer is killed.
  At Brad's funeral, MG David Bice said that Brad Harper ``changed the 
world before our very eyes.'' Indeed he did.
  Fran and I continue to keep the family of Marine SGT Bradley Harper 
in our thoughts and in our prayers.


                   Staff Sergeant Curtis A. Mitchell

  Mr. President, I rise this afternoon to pay tribute to Army SSG 
Curtis Mitchell from McConnelsville, OH, who was killed on December 12, 
2005, when an improvised explosive device exploded near the tank that 
he was commanding. He was 36 hours away from ending his second tour in 
Iraq while serving with the 3rd Squadron, 7th U.S. Cavalry, Company C, 
based at Fort Stewart, GA. He was 28 years old.
  Staff Sergeant Mitchell leaves his wife Frances, his son Curtis, Jr., 
his stepsons Eric, Sean, and Alexander, his stepdaughter Keauna, his 
parents Edward and Regina, his brothers Charlie, Edward, Wayne, and 
William, his sisters Angie, Betsy and Regina, and his grandfather Buddy 
Cunningham.
  Friends and family lovingly referred to Curtis as ``Tony.'' He was 
born in Columbus and moved with his father and mother, just after 
kindergarten, to Malta, OH, in Morgan County, about 80 miles southeast 
of Columbus. He was a member of the Future Farmers of America at Morgan 
High School and went straight into the Army when he graduated in 1995.
  Brian Smith of Los Angeles, CA, went to high school with Tony. He 
paid tribute to his road trip and FFA camp friend by saying:

       He was a great guy, and I, for one, will be forever 
     grateful for his service to America.

  Martha Koon of Reynoldsburg, OH, describes her high school friend by 
also saying:

       Curtis was a great guy. [He was] like a brother to me in 
     high school. We shared a lot of fun times. He will be greatly 
     missed.

  Three of the Mitchell boys joined the military. Tony and Edward--
known to family and friends as ``Jimmy''--enlisted as marines, and 
William entered the Air Force. Charles said:

       I worried more about Jimmy, but figured he was okay because 
     Tony was with him.

  Being stationed together, Tony and Jimmy were patrolling with the 
same unit in Iraq when the IED exploded that took Tony's life.
  Tony Mitchell liked hunting, target shooting, fishing, playing video 
games, and anything at all that had to do with his children. He was a 
big Ohio State and Notre Dame football fan, but hadn't told his family 
which team he was rooting for in the 2005 Fiesta Bowl.
  Tony's brother William graduated from Air Force basic training on 
December 9, 2005--a week before his brother's passing. He said Tony's 
death hasn't softened his decision to join the military. William said 
that ``I'm going to do what my brother would have wanted me to do,'' 
which, was to stay in the military and serve his country.
  William posted the following message to his late brother on an online 
tribute site. This is what he wrote:

       You are my big brother, and I miss you. I just know that 
     you are watching Jimmy and me in our military career. I think 
     about you all the time and how you inspired me to join the 
     Air Force, because you thought about joining, but you went to 
     the Army. I will never forget how much you loved your job, 
     and it makes me love mine [even] more.

  Tony was one of the first servicemembers to enter Baghdad at the 
start of the war and was part of the operation that killed Saddam 
Hussein's sons. His fellow soldiers knew him as a great leader, a great 
fighter, and a great man. He received a Bronze Star and a Purple Heart 
and was one of the most ``squared-away'' soldiers in his unit, 
according to SSG Travis Wiley, a Company C member, who served with Tony 
during his first tour in Iraq.
  Staff Sergeant Wiley said:

       Tony always knew what needed to be done. All he'd say was 
     ``I got it,'' and you knew the mission would be complete. He 
     took care of everyone else. He was a joyful guy. He didn't 
     want to see anyone mad. He'd get mad, but only for about two 
     or three minutes.

  Tony served in Bosnia, Kosovo, and Somalia, along with the two tours 
in Iraq. Tony planned on spending the rest of his career with the Army. 
He had recently signed an extension contract. Tony had been stationed 
for a few years at Fort Stewart, GA, where he lived with his wife of 1 
year, Frances. Tony loved his family, was a good husband, and adored 
his young son Curtis, Jr.
  Ronda Mitchell, Tony's sister, said that her brother ``was a 
wonderful dad, son, brother, and uncle. He was always nice to people. I 
loved him because he was a good brother to me. He was funny and good to 
get along with.''
  Lora Thayer of Rolla, MO, paid tribute to her high school with the 
following message:

       My heart grieves for the loss of such a wonderful and kind 
     person. I graduated with Tony in 1995 and was a friend of his 
     through youth group. My heart hurts, and I will never forget 
     the wonderful person he was to all of us. He will be 
     remembered, not just for his valiant death, but for the man 
     he eventually became. He truly was the kind of person to put 
     others before himself. He is a . . . hero, and I will never 
     forget him.

  No one will forget Army SSG Curtis ``Tony'' Mitchell. My wife Fran 
and I continue to keep his family and friends in our thoughts and 
prayers.
  Mr. President, I yield the floor, and I suggest the absence of a 
quorum.
  The PRESIDING OFFICER (Mr. Alexander). The clerk will call the roll.
  The assistant legislative clerk proceeded to call the roll.
  Mrs. LINCOLN. Mr. President, I ask unanimous consent that the order 
for the quorum call be rescinded.
  The PRESIDING OFFICER. Without objection, it is so ordered.
  Mrs. LINCOLN. Mr. President, I would also like to make another 
unanimous consent request that my colleague to the east from Tennessee, 
Senator Alexander, be recognized for 15 minutes after Senator Durbin, 
who will follow time.
  The PRESIDING OFFICER. Without objection, it is so ordered.




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