Wes Moore, the Democratic governor of Maryland, was still shaking hands as his body man began to lead him out of the afternoon cocktail party at an Italian restaurant above the Chicago River.
Yes, the Democratic National Convention is a party.
It is also a nonstop logistical scramble for high-profile elected officials like Mr. Moore, whose presence is in constant demand.
His press secretary, Carter Elliott, was doing double-duty as a photographer, dressed in a short-sleeve shirt and Converse sneakers.
The night before, he had spent three hours stuck on a bus trying to get into the convention center.
If the life of an ambitious Democratic governor at the D.N.C.
is complicated, the life of an aide may be more so, and perhaps less dignified.
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As his bodyguard started escorting the Democratic governor of Maryland, Wes Moore, out of the afternoon cocktail party at an Italian restaurant overlooking the Chicago River, Moore was still shaking hands. He and his spouse Dawn walked out of a side door, past trays of meatballs and lamb chops that were waiting to be eaten, into a prep kitchen (turn around, everyone), and eventually into a large service elevator, all while being escorted by a retinue of aides and security personnel.
The Democratic National Convention is, in fact, a political party. Not to mention the constant logistical juggling act that goes on for well-known public figures like Mr. Moore.
As he put it, “You see a lot of back kitchens.”. “We were taught to “stay frosty” as a motto in the military. Because things are going to change and evolve, and I believe the convention has shown us a lot of examples of this. “.
Alright, Mr. Moore, 45, a former Army captain who fought in Afghanistan, was honored to be the guest of honor at the cocktail party hosted by the With Honor PAC, an organization that supports congressional veterans. He had just arrived after speaking at a panel discussion organized by the Black Economic Alliance across town about his work on criminal justice reform, his family, and patriotism. Shaking hands had been plentiful.
For his team, those were tense few hours. Carter Elliott, his press secretary, was dressed in a short-sleeve shirt and Converse sneakers, and she was also a photographer. From the last incident, he had walked. He had been stuck on a bus for three hours the previous evening trying to enter the convention center.
If the Democratic governor of the D.N, who was ambitious, lived. C. is complicated; in fact, an aide’s life might be even more so and less respectable.
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