My grandma just kissed Bill Clinton!
Or, technically, he kissed her! And I got a mini-glomp so I'm quite satisfied - plus, I got to talk to him a bit about how the first time I met him was at Penn back in 1992, and *he* remembered that it was April on Earth Day and omg the man's memory is amazing and he looks so slim and superhot and it was wonderful!
And on the way out I got to speak with our school superintendent Rudy Crew, who is just fantastic for the county schools, so that was an extra-amazing treat.
But nothing will compare to my grandma - who first saw a president when Herbert Hoover came to Philadelphia - getting kissed by Bill Clinton.
Wow.
ETA almost a year later - I did a self-google, and I found
this. Oh, Bill! You make me so happy, no matter what you do on your own time. Always and forever
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