I was on the sofa early Friday afternoon when my cellphone started to vibrate. You do this, right? You look at who’s calling before answering? It was an 860 number, but it wasn’t one I recognized nor in my cell’s address book.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Geoff? Dick Blumenthal.”
I stood up. I don’t know why. Sitting seemed inappropriate.
I thanked him for calling then said, “Senator, you know you have bigger fish to fry?”
I have always found him a standup guy and the most ‘retail’ politician I have have seen. He’s everywhere at every event. He is tireless.
We talked for a few moments and without going into specifics it was a nice conversation from a concerned and supportive man.
I asked if I could still call him Dick? I feel like a doof now for doing that. He did say yes.
I told him I always thought he was a mensch. This call proved it. I heard the smile in his voice as he responded.
We hung up and that’s when I had my Annette Benning moment. There’s a scene in “An American President” where the President (Michael Douglas) calls Sydney Wade (Benning). After the call she wonders how he got the number and then remembers, oh yeah… he’s the president.
I was thinking the same thing. How’d he get my number?
I am honored he called.