huck

When I first climbed aboard the Barack Bus, I didn’t know a soul. Hoping to avoid a Forrest Gump “seat’s tay-kuhn” moment with some addled septuagenarian, I plopped down next to Bridget. It seemed a safe bet that she would neither snore nor go berserk and saw my head off with picnicware in a cannibalistic freak-out like that recent incident in Canada.

Far from it! Turns out she’s a sociology professor at Virginia College and worked at The Settlement Home – a foster care facility for wayward girls – for three years like my friend Heather. Turns out she thinks she actually KNOWS Heather from back in the day. LOL, AUSTIN!!!

Anyway, she’s totally nice and a great Obama policy tutor slash first friend on a strange bus.