I feel like I need to get this on “paper” for my daughter: Thank you Hillary Clinton for your work tonight. You represented me, my mother and my daughter so well. You made history tonight; feminine, a pro, direct, American, a class act. I can’t imagine what it was like tonight for you. But I’ll tell you what it did in this family:
“Eighteen million cracks in the ceiling,” makes it just a tiny bit easier for my girl to blast through it someday.
Side Gigs
