privilege of representing the state and its people. but in reality, we were the ones who were privileged. privileged to have john mccain fighting for us. privileged to learn from him. privileged that when he was back home to run into him at the movies or at a ball game or starbucks, just like he was any one of us, privileged to proudly call him a fellow arizonan. to the rest of the world, john mccain was arizona. when all of us here traveled and told people we were from arizona, people knew two big things about it. john mccain and the grand canyon. imagining arizona without john mccain is like picturing an arizona without the grand canyon. it's just not natural.