On the last day of my internship this past summer, I got to photograph Obama when he came to my hometown. There was a photographer "pit" up front and I was crawling around on the floor, sweating, and switching lenses; it took place in an airport hangar so it was pretty stifling when packed with people. Still, it was pretty exciting to be that close to a president--I'm green enough at this to admit that! (I'm also glad I didn't take my well-meaning landlady's advice about what to wear: she works in politics and told me to wear a suit and heels because I'm "going to meet the president").
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