Author Luncheon.

Another belated post, but this was from late June after I had arrived back in Chicago. I had the opportunity to go to another one of the Union League's Author Book Series. As you guys know, I LOVE these things! This one I knew would be spectacular... or at least I had incredibly high expectations of this particular author.

Colin Powell was the featured author! And let me tell you he did not disappoint. It wasn't focused on politics... it was more about his upbringing and rise to the White House positions. He is fascinating and so well spoken... and funny!

The General signed our books... I always love an opportunity to get my book signed and to say a little something to the person... ie, thanks for coming, i truly respect you, etc

Somehow my friend, Jamie, always gets seated at the best tables (ie the closest) and this time was no different. We were just one table away from where the General ate and from the podium where it was set as a question and answer format.

General Colin Powell has a back and forth guided discussion with the moderator (some news guy that I am now blanking on)

one table away!

The General did take questions at the end and for the first time at one of these luncheons I was beyond embarrassed for this one guy. He stood up and started off by saying, "I'm a documentary film maker..." oh no... where is this going... no where good that I can think of... he continues, "and I am making a film about the high suicide rate these days of our soldiers"... ok, maybe not so bad... but then he says, "and I would love to get your opinion and other highly respected people on the record/on film for my movie so would you be willing to sit down on camera for me?" Oh no... really?! This is so so not the forum for selling yourself or your stuff! And to his credit the General said to contact his people and then gave his thoughts on PTSD and suicide and how that it is an issue that needs addressing. But this guy wasn't done... he tried to cut back in and ask another question! Thankfully someone cut him off and the room moved on. I forgot to mention this guy was sitting at my table...I didn't know him and it didn't matter, but it was embarrassing for him, for everyone! Awkward!