Dr. C.T. Wright Post Office Building

Floor Speech

Date: Sept. 13, 2022
Location: Washington, DC

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Mr. SCHWEIKERT. Mr. Speaker, this is one of those--you have already touched on C.T.'s resume. But I get to do something that is a little unique right now. I am not going to give his resume again.

He was my neighbor. He and Mary were my friends.

Have you ever had someone in your life, and they are just sort of an acquaintance, and they just ooze something really unique called love.

C.T. was a big guy, powerful voice. He could sing and the rafters shook. Every time he gave the prayer at a Kiwanis meeting, or a Republican meeting, or something else, I almost felt like I was going to do an altar call. And being Catholic, that is actually a little odd. I thought that would be funnier.

He and his wife did something amazing. They were involved in everything from my school board to the Arizona clemency board.

The fact of the matter is he had a powerful impact on a lot of us who live in an upper income suburb on the side of Scottsdale, Arizona. It is a beautiful place.

I remember sitting down with him and saying, ``Okay, C.T., you are my neighbor. You are my friend. Why are you a Republican?'' In this powerful voice, ``David, son, I am going to be part of that abolitionist party,'' and then he went on to explain his history, his life.

I know often we break down into partisan this, partisan that, but to have someone who didn't look like every other suburban person in this neighborhood, and yet, his intellect, his love, his wife Mary's love-- they became icons in the community because of their intellect, because of their love, and because of their leadership.

It proved so powerful for the community because so often when there was something happening, one of the first things we all did was say: Well, we have to ask Dr. Wright. What does he think? What does he feel? What is his understanding of what is going on?

We lost him a couple of years ago, and the community has mourned and felt a little bit more hollow since. By naming our post office, I am hoping my 7-year-old daughter and my now-10-week-old son will see the plaque and will tell the story, and it will become part of the heritage of my little town, Fountain Hills, Arizona.

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