“Hey, what are you doing the last week of July?” he asked me.
I thought. “Not sure. What’s up?”
“Come to Boston. Be a volunteer with me and Maggie at the Democratic National Convention.”
“Seriously? Okay, yeah, I’ll think about it.” And within hours I had booked a ticket to Boston.
It’s going to be extremely hard work, it’s going to be exciting, it’s going to be fun, it’s going to be unforgettable.
And Maggie needs more volunteers. Check it out here. Then meet us here.