The minute I learned of the original Women’s March on Washington, I booked my tickets to DC. (Yes, that’s an overjoyed me on the day of with Gloria Steinem.) A few days later, I jumped on a call for volunteers in Washington State. I went to that first meeting with ordinary intentions: a few hours here and there for a cause I believed in. I left chairing fundraising with my trusty side-kick, friend, and niece, McKenzie Wilson. I had minimal experience fundraising, but having run NRG for twenty odd years, I thought I was resourceful enough to pull it off.
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