Young voters should get excited about Clinton
I was an 18-year-old UW freshman in 1991 when I helped shepherd Hillary Clinton through a visit to the Law School and a walk back down Bascom Hill. Most of the American public did not yet know of her then, but I did. She was more than just the wife of the candidate I supported in the upcoming Democratic primaries. I knew her as a champion of children’s rights working with the Children’s Defense Fund and in private practice as a Yale educated lawyer. I knew that she was the first woman to chair the Legal Services Corporation, an important non-profit legal assistance organization that helped ensure access to legal services for the poor. I knew her as someone who had worked in Arkansas to bring the poor more access to doctors. I believed she could be president herself. Not one day when I was much older, but then and there.