27. 56-Year-Old Mom In Vermont

I was on the Barack campaign trail as a devoted follower and amateur photographer. I was with a group that went to every primary and caucus. Though we were on the periphery, the excitement level was high and it was a labor of love.

At one event, Hillary approached me with the offer of professional status if I covered her campaign. I'd have access to everything and would be the main photographer. I'd worked in photojournalism agencies and I knew this was the chance of a lifetime. I fell for it. I even told her she looked good for her age. She preened.

Then it hit me. She had merely been luring me away from Barack, wanting to prevent him from getting the coverage he deserved. In a oily swirl of guilt and stupidity, I woke up.