One evening in 1980 and shortly after college, I was having beers at a popular nightclub with a few fraternity brothers. One of them had a brother who was a year younger than I and he was finishing college and planning to enter into politics. He would show up later.
As we drank and laughed at old stories, I heard someone say, “Hello, Tony.” I turned to see it was the brother whom I had met on several occasions prior. I said, “Hello, Mike” and he sat with us and ordered up a beer.
I remember thinking what a straight-laced guy he was, he was very amicable, and he made you feel like he gave 100% attention when talking with you. He was an Indiana farm boy who liked motorcycles as did I.
We had quite a few occasions to meet again over time and were easily on a first name basis. He went on to become an Indiana congressman and later the governor.
Imagine my surprise when Trump announced that Mike Pence would be his running mate as the vice presidential candidate in the 2016 presidential election, which he obviously won, and now it appears he may one day become the president of the United States.
It’s not who you blow; it’s who you know.