VIRGINIA, MINN. - He grew up on the edge of an open pit mine that became his playground, and as a young man he cleaned motel rooms and delivered the local newspaper, making enough to loan his dad drinking money. His dad always paid him back, of which he seems quite proud.
He topped out at 5-foot-3, a fact he would use to comical effect and self-deprecating practical advantage the rest of his life. He worked in the mines, then became a long-haired hippie and drove a milk truck. He learned to speak a little Italian, Finnish and Croatian and got to know everybody, all of which would come in handy later. He moved to 120 acres in the woods, where he grew vegetables and shot pheasants for dinner.
To this day, Tommy Rukavina, talks a little like a hit man in an Eye-talian movie, and he will tell anybody who will listen, "Hey, I've got iron ore in my veins."
Rukavina, 61, retired from the Minnesota House of Representatives last week without fanfare, without giving one of his passionate populist speeches that have become folklore among political nerds the past 26 years.
When the session ended, he just sent out an e-mail saying he was done, then went home to chop wood. When Sen. Amy Klobuchar called to congratulate him, Rukavina said: "I'm out here choppin' wood. I'm tree huggin.' I give them a hug to see which way they lean before I lay my chainsaw to 'em."
Sitting in a restaurant here in his hometown, Rukavina traded barbs and jokes with anyone who passed. A waitress came to announce the salad of the day.
"Any meat on that?"
Then he mentioned to her that his relative was her relative's godfather. Still making connections.