Today, the 43-mile journey I embarked on with my friend Monte Belmonte to Greenfield will come to an end. You would think that after 13 years of making the trek, it's started to lose its shine. But that couldn't be farther from the truth.

For the 13th year, at 6:30 this morning I joined Monte Belmonte and so many anti-hunger activists at the start line. It's another year and another long march against hunger in Western Massachusetts. If you've been with us before, you know this isn't just tradition. It's commitment.

Each year, I join my friend Monte Belmonte on a march to fight hunger here in Western Massachusetts. This transcends politics – having an empty stomach isn't a case of simply being a Democrat or Republican, if you voted for Trump or anyone else. This is bigger.