Want to save the republic? Find your Kippy Kauffman.

Way back in January, Kippy and I met under terrible circumstances: her daughter Haley’s boyfriend Greg had been in a serious accident and airlifted to the hospital where my sister had just delivered my niece prematurely. I was in the lobby trying to get change to purchase something from the vending machine when I noticed two blonde women in the corner by the windows; I was upon them before I…