Virginia Delegate Bernard was certain his heart would never beat again when his wife passed away. When his sorrow restricted him from even moving from the living room chair, his daughter handed him a piece of paper with a single phrase: www.barackobama.com.
He followed Virginia’s link and found the respective Grassroots group associated with his city of Asburn. After not leaving the house for quite some time, he decided that he would spend a single afternoon phone banking. According to Bernard, answering a few calls turned into door knocking and canvassing on street corners and in intersections. Soon Bernard was spending all his time registering people to vote, pounding pavement, and serving as one of Virginia’s number one volunteer leaders.
Bernard laughs as he recalls how he and his wife would sit in front of the television watching the conventions and laugh at all the funny hats and silly clothes that the delegates would be wearing. “No way I’d ever do that! Those people look like idiots!” He said. However, the more realistic the possibility of Bernard serving as a Delegate became, the more he wanted the position.
Sure enough, at the Virginia Delegate breakfast, Bernard caught me up on his ventures and his excitement particularly for the women’s caucus. “Women are so important and so often ignored. These are our sisters, our mothers! We have to support them.”
Bernard may even make himself a silly hat.
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