I’m working on my next book. My plan is to title it “Jesus Winks.” (Stay tuned.) So winking is on my mind. Then, with the passing of John McCain, I was reminded of my only interaction with the man—with Senator McCain.

One and a half years ago, I was in the Capitol building in DC, part of a small group meeting with legislators and getting the whole “DC experience.” I stepped out of the room where a presentation was going on because I needed to stand up and stretch my legs. The moment I walked out into the hall I looked up and Sen. John McCain was walking right toward me. His aide was in front and passed me immediately. As John walk by me he smiled… and winked.

Now, it wasn’t an awkward or inappropriate wink. Neither was it an arrogant or obligatory wink. To me, his gestured seemed to say, “Welcome to my office. I’m here to serve, and I want you know you’re welcome here.”

I watched for a second or two as he passed and I saw him pick up a piece of trash in the hallway, confirming my blink evaluation that John treated the U.S. Capitol like it was his house—he was hosting, and it mattered.

Whatever you believe about John McCain—his politics or impact—I got the impression that he owned his place and position, and he was committed to the greater good. Which leads me to this word of encouragement:

Own your thing.

If you’re a politician on Capitol Hill, own it. Pick up trash. Welcome your guests. Give it your all.

If you’re a stay-at-home parent, own it. Be the best you can be. Make those kids feel like there’s not a more important role in the world—because there’s not.

If you’re a manager, own it. Take responsibility for the business like it was your own. Be fiscally responsible and friendly to customers and staff.

It’s your house. Own it. Pick up trash… smile… and wink… and do your best work.

Thanks for the example, Senator McCain. RIP.