Burns, Booze and Sweat: A Recap of the 2011 SOS March in DC
Nothing is more awkward than confronting about a thousand people with nametags…and you don’t have one.
To be honest, I didn’t get to the SOS Conference at American University until Day 2, on Friday. Careening into the AU parking lot at quarter to ten in the morning, my mind was awash with witty remarks to excuse my lateness…
(“After the trooper guffawed in laughter, I got a warning and here I am!”)
Yet I just caught the end of the opening remarks as a wall of people collided with me. A mix of earnest do-