The last time I was at a gathering of Monica’s friends, I noticed they stood together in four little groups — colleagues, neighbors, members of her Southside Baptist church, and those from her North Shore church.
I knew no one.
There was no easy explanation for how we’d met. I had to tell the whole story. Most didn’t even know she’d once been an aide to one of Illinois’ US Senators.
I explained that the manufacturing company I worked for planned an event to celebrate its investment in Chicago. I had sent invitations to the media and many politicians.
Monica called me and said the Senator couldn’t make it, but she’d attend on his behalf. She asked if I could find her a ride.