News that John Dingell passed away Thursday after a long battle with cancer was both saddening and victorious.
There are very few people who can legitimately be called a legend in their own lifetimes. John is certainly one. Always representing Southeastern Michigan, he served 59 years in the U.S. House of Representatives — a record of service unmatched in American history.
At 6-feet 3-inches, with piercing eyes, a booming voice and a powerful persona, he was a force of nature … once experienced, never forgotten.
I first met him back in early 1965, when I was administrative assistant for a congressman from Kalamazoo, Paul H. Todd, Jr. The event was a fundraiser for newly elected freshmen in the historic Cannon House Office Building on Independence Avenue in Washington.
There must have been 100 people crowded into that room, and when Big John walked in, it was as though Moses was parting the Red Sea waters. By that time, he had served for 10 years since his election in 1955, when he succeeded his father (who himself served 22 years!). He was already more than slightly larger than life.
As I remember it, John had good advice for the newly elected congressmen: “Work hard … very hard. Be straight with your district. Keep your word with your colleagues. Be true to yourself.”
John talked the talk and he walked the walk. His colleagues elected him chair of the House Energy and Commerce Committee in 2007. Under his leadership, the committee seized jurisdiction over an astonishing range of topics and made John Dingell one of the four or five most powerful members of the House of Representatives.
He made life hell for those called to testify in front of his committee. He required they be sworn in — to deter false testimony. He had a top-quality staff of investigators sniffing out bad stuff. He was remorseless, and his letters of “inquiry” were ferocious and regarded with terror by offending bureaucrats and various malefactors.
At the beginning of every session he introduced the same legislation his father had championed — to create a national health care system. He always regarded the passage of the Affordable Care Act as much as a family commitment to the people of his country as an important achievement of public policy.
Year after year, his constituents returned him to office, usually capturing 60 to 70 percent of vote or more, a remarkable record for any congressional district.
Of course, his opponents tried to play redistricting games to get him out of office. In 2002, the Republican-dominated state legislature added a chunk of Washtenaw County to his downriver district, complete with a sitting Democratic Congresswoman, Lynn Rivers. A tough primary election threatened.
John called me. “So what’s all this stuff about the ultra-liberals in the People’s Republic of Ann Arbor (as it was then known) going after me?” he asked. It didn’t take long for to a bunch of local Democratic (and Republican!) leaders to organize a “friendraiser” for John. He easily won the primary.
After he decided to retire from the House, his wife, “the lovely Deborah”, as he called her, succeeded him after the 2014 election and still serves in the Congress.
A couple of years ago, John wrote in his autobiography his impression of what’s happened to our nation’s governance in recent years:
“In my six decades in public service, I’ve seen many changes in our nation and its institutions. Yet the most profound change I’ve witnessed is also the saddest. It is the complete collapse in respect for virtually every institution of government and an unprecedented cynicism about the nobility of public service itself.”
At the top of this column, I called John Dingell’s death both sad and victorious. Sad for obvious reasons. Victorious because we who were lucky enough to be represented by him had the extraordinary experience of knowing and admiring one of the giants of American governance. America is a better place because he was there.
He stood foursquare for “the nobility of public service itself.” In his career and in his person, John Dingell was always victorious. We’re unlikely to see his like again.
About the author: Former newspaper publisher and University of Michigan Regent Phil Power is a longtime observer of Michigan politics and economics. He is also the founder and chairman of the Center for Michigan, a nonprofit, bipartisan centrist think-and-do tank, designed to cure Michigan’s dysfunctional political culture; the Center publishes Bridge Magazine. The opinions expressed here are Power’s own and do not represent the official views of the Center. He welcomes your comments at firstname.lastname@example.org.