A tribute to Justice Antonin Scalia
I wanted to share some poignant memories of Justice Antonin Scalia. During the summer after the second year of law school, I decided to take the non-traditional route and enroll in a legal study abroad program. It was one located in Italy, a country I was familiar with and a language I was fluent in and there would be a special guest lecturer for the final week of the four-week program. The first three weeks were quite memorable, but it was during the fourth week that a life altering encounter took place.
I watched from the kitchen window as Justice Antonin Scalia exited his white Italian rental car. I observed him assisting his wife Maureen and two septuagenarian aunts, Eva and Lenora, from the auto and onto the path toward our villa overlooking the hills of Tuscany in the outskirts of the historic city of Siena. Having been tasked to prepare the meal for our entire group, I was sporting an apron and covered in tomato sauce. But at that moment, what was troubling to me was that none of my classmates or professors were approaching the justice to greet him and his family to welcome them to our feast. Although inappropriately attired, I alone approached the family and started the conversation to welcome them for their week-long stay in Tuscany.