A journalist observes life in the far north.
At the Equinox marathon this morning, I interviewed billionaire philanthropist Melinda Gates, who belonged to a relay team. I unintentionally called her Melissa, and I wanted to die. Luckily, the mother of three was charmed by the sleeping baby on my back.
Be sure to read my newspaper tomorrow for the details. I’ll do a blog post ASAP about what it was like. Gates is the 40th most powerful woman in the world, only a few notches away from Oprah, according to Forbes magazine.
Yikes. Can you believe I got her name wrong?
Anyway, the blog post will involve a lot of nervousness and fumbling on my part. Sorry, but I haven’t much celebrity dish about Gates. Being a billionaire and a celebrity hasn’t turned her into a fruitcake like it does some people. Admittedly, I only spent 10 minutes with her but she struck me as smart, poised and completely normal.
“We’re just going to have pizza and play board games tonight,” she said. Crap. I didn’t think to ask what board games.