The last four days have been a lock stock and barrel whirlwind, to be sure. Wednesday night was the official campaign kickoff at Club Soda. Let me tell you how that went, because it was an absolute profusion of sentiment.
As per my usual lately, I was completely blindsided by the emotional opulence the night brought. And also per my recent usual, I was pretty much ill-prepared for how to deal with it properly. As we walked in, there were many familiar faces in the cozy, surround-by-glass-on-two-sides room. I greeted my long lost and newly engaged buddy with a giant hug and a “Mikey!” screech; he’s running for Man of the Year (sorry, dude, I know you donated to my campaign last year but one word: Olivia. <still love you>!).
Other hugs and greetings were exchanged by all and the program commenced. This is Melanie’s first year as the campaign director, and she’s doing a fantastic job. Stepping into the ring was a giant leap of faith for her and she’s knocking it out of the park. She gave an overview of the evening, explaining the time lines along with a multitude of other details before turning it over to Gianna’s Dad, Chris.
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