

We connect here in this space daily, across all the things that divide us, from the physical to the ideological, because of books. Each moment of her story was marked by a book, from Goodnight, Moon to Pride & Prejudice.

More than one person in my social media feeds wants to join Chelsea’s book club. I was a hot mess of feels, for a number of reasons.įirst, she told the story of her childhood and her adulthood through books, the books that connect her to her parents, and to her children.Ī | BN | K | AB It was a reading list of, “Oh, yeah, I remember that book,” and one sentimental Good Book Noise after another. But oh, my gosh, the warmth and emotion I felt. There were several moments last night that were deeply memorable, and I wasn’t expecting yet another. I was tired! It was late! It was way past my bedtime on a school night!īut then Chelsea Clinton walked on stage, and I was glued to the sofa. I can watch speeches in the morning, after I’ve had a full night’s sleep, and in most cases I didn’t need to watch and interact live. Hubby stays up for all of it. I’ve been going to bed early for most of the DNC this week. Political conventions, especially the DNC, are like sports events in our house: if the DNC or a Pirates game is going on, it’s on the tv. And we all have value.” I still think about that speech.) I also saw Christopher Reeve give this speech live, wherein he said, “We are all family. (I was an intern at that same convention for the LA Times, an experience that taught me a lot about journalism and news coverage.

My husband is a complete politics nerd – he worked for the DNC in 1996 in Chicago, arranging housing for all the delegates, so his knowledge of convention miscellany is unrivaled. A | BN I saw this sentiment echoed in a few places, and it certainly applied to me: I did not expect to be emotional last night watching the last evening of the Democratic National Convention.
