In Oregon, they always serve salmon at these kinds of things, which may sound good to the rest of you but it does get old.
I went to a luncheon (yesterday) for Congresswoman Darlene Hooley (not my district but we want to support her).
House Minority Leader (and hopefully future Speaker of the House) Nancy Pelosi was the featured speaker. I was introduced to her at the end of the luncheon and you know, you always want to say something to make that special connection. So I said to her, "My cousin is Frank Damrell." I figured she would know him, as he was for the longest time VERY active in California Democratic politics. He is now a federal judge.
She threw her arms around me and said, "Then, we are like family because Frank is like my family. I have known him for over 40 years." Wow. Quite a reaction.
I called Frank last night and recounted events and we had a super phone-visit. Then I mentioned that I was going to another luncheon today for Senator Dianne Feinstein (D-CA). And he said that she was a good friend of his, too, and to make sure I told HER that he was my cousin...
Cool...
My kids are thrilled because they think they now have some ins if they want to work in Washington. Yeah for connections. And all I had to do was be born into this family. How weird, though, because my dad was a dairy farmer and all my grandfathers as far back as the beginning of time, I think. Who would have thought that I would know anybody...
I laughed about your "salmon" comment. It's so true. It doesn't even have to be a political lunch, just any gathering in particular. As long as you're in the Pac NW, salmon is served. I suppose you have to live in Maine in order to be served lobster. Drats.
Posted by: Stephanie | Wednesday, October 20, 2004 at 01:44 PM
YOU are very famous--I know no one!
Posted by: Margaret | Tuesday, October 19, 2004 at 04:47 PM