I hadn’t seen my 100 year-old mother so upset since the Reverend Wright surfaced. At that time she wasn’t as much concerned about Barack Obama’s association with him as she was worried that it would derail his candidacy.
“What’s going on, mom? You seem so agitated.” We had driven down for a visit. My brother and sister-in-law were there as well. It was to be a relaxed family dinner.
“It’s Nancy.”
“Who?” There is no Nancy in our family or in her circle of Forest Trace friends.
“Nancy Pelosi.”