My Brush with The Big Dog
It was the weekend
before the '92 election. My sister and her husband by pure
chance, were staying
in the hotel opposite WOR Channel 9 in NJ, where Bill Clinton was
doing a televised town hall meeting.
We couldn't t get into the event and went back to the hotel. We
were waiting in the lobby for the elevator
when there suddenly appeared a man next to us telling us to move.
He was straight out of central casting
for the typical secret service protection guy.
Then we saw him.
Bill Clinton.
Tall, ruddy complexion, and so
comfortable with who he is.
They'd barricaded an area for people to meet him on the other side of
the lobby.
But his eyes surveyed the room in an instant and he spotted a woman in
a wheelchair next to me and
strode over to her directly. He called her by her first name and shook
her hand. They seemed to be old friends.
Then he looked up at me and said 'Hello, I'm Bill Clinton. Where are
you from?" My throat went dry, my lips
stuck to my teeth and what seemed like the effort same as learning to
walk I finally squawked out Allll
bany!
He broke into a big smile and shook my hand and acted like it was the
most normal thing in the world.
Then he went back over to the barricaded area.
For the next several days I couldn't believe how I acted; tongue tied
and so stupid!!. Arrgh!
I know this isn't an earth shattering story but I live in the middle of
nowhere.......its 17 miles to the
closest grocery store. But to meet the next president of the
United States even if I made a horse's ass
out of myself was my moment in the sun....
Oh and another thing. While trying to figure out how to get into
the town hall meeting we were standing
outside the television studio with throngs of people. If you remember,
Clinton had been going through the
Gennifer Flowers scandal. And lo and behold, strutting around in
the parking lot as obvious as Big Foot was
a Gennifer Flowers lookalike.......fur coat, big hair, blonde of
course, heavily made up to look exactly like her
......the vast right wing conspiracy had to be hiring these Stepford
women to be at every appearance he made.
It was Fellini-esque to say the least.
All that was missing was the dwarf.
Sara, upstate NY
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