Hotel Vegas
Clinton Frustrations
RECEIVED Mon., March 10, 2008
Dear Editor,
I started volunteering for Hillary Clinton's presidential bid recently. I spent hours helping at her headquarters on the phones. I saw Bill Clinton's rally speech from four feet away, after the fire marshal kicked people out. It was great to see my old commander in chief in person. I was kinda crushed that when he shook hands with the crowd, he passed mine over. I went to the debate function later and reserved a spot for her Güero's speech. I wasn't allowed in due to another capacity crowd even though I had a reservation. I was even more frustrated. I was bound and determined to shake hands with those people that sent me to Cuba and Texas helping me meet Johanna [“Postmarks,” March 7]. I went to the Zilker Park support picnic and sent another RSVP for Bill's UT speech. My name wasn't on the list, but I explained my volunteer status and was given a red ticket. This time I took a picture of myself from Cuba for him to autograph for validation. On the way out, I got to touch his hand this time. I handed up my photo to staff for his signature as they passed. Mr. Clinton signed books, tickets, a calendar, even an Obama binder a lady brought. I waited an extra hour and a half afterward as they called out names of the lucky ones. Mine wasn't called! I told a member of the staff about the photo that wasn't returned, and he went inside. When he moseyed back out he handed me my photo. He explained that it had fallen under a table and was not signed. When I got home, I watched the news to see other events of the evening. I noticed James Irby talking, and I was there in the background still waiting for the unautographed photo.
Congratulations on the popular vote win here, Hillary!
I started volunteering for Hillary Clinton's presidential bid recently. I spent hours helping at her headquarters on the phones. I saw Bill Clinton's rally speech from four feet away, after the fire marshal kicked people out. It was great to see my old commander in chief in person. I was kinda crushed that when he shook hands with the crowd, he passed mine over. I went to the debate function later and reserved a spot for her Güero's speech. I wasn't allowed in due to another capacity crowd even though I had a reservation. I was even more frustrated. I was bound and determined to shake hands with those people that sent me to Cuba and Texas helping me meet Johanna [“Postmarks,” March 7]. I went to the Zilker Park support picnic and sent another RSVP for Bill's UT speech. My name wasn't on the list, but I explained my volunteer status and was given a red ticket. This time I took a picture of myself from Cuba for him to autograph for validation. On the way out, I got to touch his hand this time. I handed up my photo to staff for his signature as they passed. Mr. Clinton signed books, tickets, a calendar, even an Obama binder a lady brought. I waited an extra hour and a half afterward as they called out names of the lucky ones. Mine wasn't called! I told a member of the staff about the photo that wasn't returned, and he went inside. When he moseyed back out he handed me my photo. He explained that it had fallen under a table and was not signed. When I got home, I watched the news to see other events of the evening. I noticed James Irby talking, and I was there in the background still waiting for the unautographed photo.
Congratulations on the popular vote win here, Hillary!
Mike Homa
