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Hillary for President


This was our view of the former president at a stump speech he gave Monday night on the University campus for his wife's campaign.

He was amazing. And again, our family got a little personal recognition where Mr. Clinton was concerned. He was in the midst of a passionate bit about the state of the nation's educational system and asked a powerful rhetorical question.

To which Henry, while perched on his daddy's shoulder, answered with a resounding,, "Yep!"

Even though the answer should have been "No" and technically he was heckling, everyone in the room giggled. I think even Mr. Prez. The lady next to me asked if we'd been coaching him. I'm glad he didn't launch into his "I approved this message" schtick.

At any rate, long story short, we are now a house-somewhat-divided. There's a yard sign out front promoting Hillary, and I've promised her people I will caucus for her on Jan. 3.

Even after the football chat with Bill and Henry in the spotlight at the rally, Tim's still undecided. Well, he's undecided about the election. He's quite certain that I will be harassing him without mercy between now and the caucus to come join Team Hillary.

You haven't escaped, either. For more information, visit www.hillaryclinton.com.

Comments

FletcherDodge said…
So I'm just wondering, will you be voting for Hillary Clinton, or her husband?
12:10 PM
Amy said…
I'll be voting for Hillary. But only because the law doesn't allow Bill to run for a third term. Sad, isn't it.

Seriously, I'm voting for Hillary because of the three candidates with any sort of a chance in Iowa, she's the one with the most experience, the one with the most sincerity, and the first woman in history to ever have any sort of chance at leading our nation.
6:28 PM
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