Day 19 of the #AtoZChallenge
So my 15-year old calls during her study hall this morning and asks if she can go with a friend to Millersville to see Bernie who is appearing at the Millersville gym.
“Wait, what?” First of all, when did that plan happen and second, these kids are so tuned in they practically know about something before it even happens. But if Bernie’s coming, I’m going, too. I call our friends who we have plans with this evening to see if we should change them and all go to see Bernie. After a lot of commotion and hoopla and gnashing of teeth, we decide that we won’t go — because of the crowds, because the doors open at 4:30p and the event starts at 7:30p and it’s first-come-first-serve basis, and because we don’t have patience to stand around for three hours and wait. My friends did a lot of these rallies back in the day, but I’ve never attended a political rally. I feel like I’ll miss something if I don’t go, and then I remember how much I no longer can stand being in those kind of crowds. We’ll send the 15-year old and have her report back. And then the realization — Bernie Sanders has more energy and enthusiasm than I do!