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Sotomayor's Journey is our Journey
LOS ANGELES (By
David Montgomery and Kate
Kilpatrick,
Washington Post)
July 14, 2009 —
South Bronx arrived in pinstripes
and was first in line, at about 3
a.m. Albuquerque showed up with
sensible tennis shoes, a hot-pink
jacket and a fold-up camp chair at
5. Puerto Rico rolled in around
7:30, waving the island's flag.
Three Hispanic strangers were on a
pilgrimage to get inside the
confirmation hearings for Sonia
Sotomayor. Watching on television
wasn't an indelible enough
experience for them. After passing
the hours by exchanging life
stories, they felt like friends —
so much in common with each other,
so much in common with the self-made
arc of Sotomayor's life.
"Our stories seem to be unique and
yet they're not," said Ephraim Cruz,
36, a union organizer whose Puerto
Rican mother raised seven children
near Sotomayor's South Bronx, N.Y.,
neighborhood. He still lives not far
away. "People who are working every
day, if they apply themselves, they
can obtain a certain height."
"Her journey is my journey," said
Lynette Oliver, 56, who runs a
women's support group in Puerto
Rico. She recalled slights from
doctors who assumed she was just an
underqualified affirmative action
case during her medical studies at
Michigan State. Oliver brought her
hankie-size Puerto Rican flag
because "I want her to know people
from the island are here."
Claudine Martinez, the lawyer in
pink, exchanged her sneakers and
slacks for elegant wedge-heeled
black sandals and a skirt to enter
the hearing, all the while thinking
of her father, Ted Martinez, a
self-made businessman. Whenever
Sotomayor credits her own mother's
hard work and support, Claudine is
reminded of Ted, who told her no one
could take away her education. She
was the first in the family to leave
the ancestral ranch land of
Trujillo, N.M., with few models for
the new role she was undertaking —
just the simple, unwavering support
of home. She remembers what she was
doing when she heard President Obama
had nominated Sotomayor.
"I nearly choked on my toothbrush,"
she said. "I knew then I was going
to be there. . . . It's much
different when you are there to feel
the energy." She held out her arm.
"It's electric. My hair is standing
on end and I have goose bumps."
Non-Hispanics also joined the queue at
the corner of First and C streets NE
to obtain free green-bordered
tickets to witness history unfold in
Room 216 of the Hart Senate Office
Building. Senate staffers escorted
groups of 24 into the back of the
hearing room for 20-minute stays. By
early afternoon, more than 650
people had cycled through.
The Hispanics in the room often found
personal meaning in the proceedings,
describing how just seeing Sotomayor
is like seeing an idealized, more
accomplished version of themselves.
"Being here is being part of a
person we all admire," said Suleika
Cabrera Drinane, a New Yorker who
moved from Puerto Rico as a child.
Those who couldn't journey to
Washington found other ways to
participate. At least 28 viewing
parties were organized across the
country, according to Hispanic legal
activists. Hispanics also held a
demonstration in support of
Sotomayor late yesterday afternoon
near Union Station.
Talking about Sotomayor led them
back to their own stories. "There
are so few Hispanics at the top of the
legal profession," said Brigida
Benitez, a partner at WilmerHale who
hosted a viewing party for a dozen
lawyers at her firm's downtown
Washington offices. "That's why it's
so meaningful to me for her to be
where she is," Benitez said,
describing her upbringing north of
Miami where few, including her
parents, found opportunities to
attend college.
In the ticket line, under the summer
sun, Cruz, Martinez, Oliver and
other new friends found a way to
maximize the minutes in Sotomayor's
presence. As soon as Senate staffers
began handing out the tickets for
the next time period, they would get
back in line for another ticket.
They accumulated several. Their goal
was to be in the hearing room during
the lucky time slot when Sotomayor
would give her opening statement.
Frances Marquez, an assistant
professor of American government at
Gallaudet University, introduced
herself to the out-of-towners. At
41, she's a third-generation Mexican
American whose father and
grandfather were farmers in
California. Her parents raised six
children who each graduated from
college and, among them, earned
seven advanced degrees. "Young
Hispanics will see her and know
anything is possible," Marquez said.
She compared notes with the others
on Sotomayor's reportedly extensive
preparation for the hearing. "It
shows her work ethic," Marquez said.
"It's the same work ethic you guys
were raised with and I was raised
with."
Word circulated from a friend of a
friend of Sotomayor's that the
nominee was "bien tranquila"
— very
calm — this morning before the
hearing, and that a member of her
security team knew that people had
come from as far as Albuquerque.
Maybe Sotomayor herself would learn
of their presence! The spirits of
the pilgrims soared.
"That's the object of today, make
her feel that no matter what people
say, she has that support," Martinez
said. Cabrera Drinane and Cruz
teased Oliver for not bringing a
Puerto Rican fruit basket —
mangoes, quenepas, among others —
along with her flag.
It's hard to say which of their
20-minute repeat visits was the most
memorable. After one, Martinez
emerged and said: "I got the moment
I was waiting for. She came back
from break and embraced her mother
and kissed her mother. I just burst
into tears."
The scene moved Martinez to call her
father. "I wanted to tell you how
amazing it was to see her," she said
into her cellphone. She told him how
she'd told her new friends about
him. "I told them how you were
always there for me. . . . If it
hadn't been for you, I wouldn't be a
lawyer."
But there's no time like the first
time. At about 10 a.m., the first
group was ushered across the street
to Hart for the opening gavel. Cruz
led the way. Oliver promised a
staffer that she would keep the
Puerto Rican flag in her lap.
Just before she entered the hearing
room, Martinez turned and said,
"When I come out, I'll be on the
other side of history."
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