Pamela 2, Mom 1

I don't normally go back in time on y'all (there's enough crazy things happening in my everyday life to not need to go back - oh, and my memory usually sucks BIG TIME, so I can't go back even if I try), but this ties into a current event, so bear with me.

In 1999, I was working in the United States Information Service office in Damascus, Syria (if you click on the link you'll see that they existed from 1953-1999, but I didn't singlehandly bring them down. At least, they didn't give me credit for it if I did. Damn them!). There was a VIP visitor who had a "meet and greet" with the embassy community. I was the new girl and therefore had to stay back and "man the phones". I pouted a lot and was told by my coworkers that "there would be lots of other chances".

Yeah. There weren't. But I'm not bitter...

Well, maybe a little bit.

Anyway, my dear husband and daughter did get to meet the visitor.

Secretary Albright reaching to shake Pamela's hand.

Dylan is in the middle holding Pamela. The guy next to Mrs. Albright was Ryan Crocker, our ambassador and all around cool guy.

Last week, we had another visitor. The same visitor, except that she's a different person. Potato, Potahto.

Secretary Rice shaking Pamela's hand.

So, Pamela has now shaken hands with all two female Secretaries of State. I guess that's kind of cool.

But you know what I get to be bitter about this time? My husband took my camera to take a photo of Pamela and Papa shaking her hand (which he didn't wind up getting anyway) and so I didn't get a photo with this one either.

But I did get to shake her hand.