Before I forget, I should note that yesterday, my sister Esta and I not only went to church services with Deval Patrick (about which, more later), we also got coffee with him.
Or at least we were in the same line at the register together.
And before Esta tells the story: Yes, there was some funky music on in the coffee shop, and yes, I may have unconsciously shaken my booty just a little bit. While I was standing next to the governor of Massachusetts. Waiting to pay for coffee.
And no, Patrick fans, I didn’t hear what he ordered.