Gracia Hillman
Gracia M. Hillman was a commissioner of the Election Assistance Commission from 2003 to 2010. She was nominated by President George W. Bush on October 3, 2003 and confirmed by unanimous consent of the United States Senate on December 9, 2003 to serve a two-year term on the U.S. Election Assistance Commission (EAC). Ms. Hillman served as Chair of the EAC in 2005, after serving as the Agency's first Vice Chair in 2004. She resigned on December 10, 2010 after reaching the two-term limit for commissioners.
In her career, Commissioner Hillman has handled both domestic and international issues. Her areas of expertise include nonprofit management, public policy and program development, political services, the interests and rights of women and minorities, community affairs and election related matters, including voting rights.
She has traveled extensively throughout the United States meeting with national and local groups and businesses; speaking at conferences, conventions and other public forums; and conducting a variety of training and development seminars. Through her international work, Commissioner Hillman traveled in Africa, Asia, the Caribbean and Europe. She conducted nonpartisan political training in Haiti and Kenya, and participated in UN sponsored conferences in Vienna, Beijing and at the United Nations in New York.
Podcasts:
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by Joe Ely
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by Rockettothesky
Crazy Lemon
by: Joe ElyThey call me the Crazy Lemon
I'm crazy, wild, free for a while
I can't help what they think, I was born that way
I'll be a little crazy till my dyin' day
Just a man on the run, they call the Crazy Lemon
It's true that I stole a Budweiser truck
I changed my mind but the truck got stuck
In a muddy ditch, so I hitched it back again
The second car that passed had a cherry on top
But just my luck, it was a first to stop
They said with a grin, "Looky here, it's the Crazy Lemon"
They call me the Crazy Lemon
I'm crazy, wild, free for a while
I can't help what they think, I was born that way
I'll be a little crazy till my dyin' day
Just a man on the run, they call the Crazy Lemon
It's true that I run a little illegal cargo
From the border and the coast, north to Fargo
Busted with a truck load of Juarez aspirins
Seems everything that I tried to sell
Just bought me a room in some Iron Hotel
Things were looking grim for the Crazy Lemon
They call me the Crazy Lemon
I'm crazy, wild, free for a while
I can't help what they think, I was born that way
I'll be a little crazy till my dyin' day
Just a man on the run, they call the Crazy Lemon
Hey, I've jumped a little bit of bail
From a handful of city, county jail
Seeking out a spiritual hideout in the wind
It's easy to hide from a 6 foot cell
No use tryin', hide from yourself
Just play another hymn for the Crazy Lemon
They call me the Crazy Lemon
I'm crazy, wild, free for a while
I can't help what they think, I was born that way
I'll be a little crazy till my dyin' day
Just a man on the run, they call the Crazy Lemon
Hey, I'm a Crazy Lemon