You might not remember meeting my daughter Jen Levine, who worked in your campaign here. No, that verb doesn't quite capture it: She lived and breathed your battles, 24/7. She once begged off a family occasion explaining: "I'm running a small fundraising gathering, starring Bill."

By itself, that kind of thing wasn't new. She's a born organizer, a tummler, you might say. But all her projects and the awards she's received for them were just a warm-up exercise for the muscle she devoted to your campaign.