Buzz Patterson
@BuzzPatterson
On my X (Twitter) account, @BuzzPatterson, I frequently post “war stories” from my years flying in the Air Force and carrying the “nuclear football” for President Bill Clinton. I tongue-in-cheek call them “Buzz’s Bedtime Stories.” Originally, they were intended for lighthearted storytelling and a sanity break from the hourly onslaught of negativity and politics on social media, but the response has been tremendous. So, let’s continue! Gather around. Grab a blanket and get cozy. Tonight, we talk about Hillary and how bats**t crazy she is!
As we discussed in the previous edition of "Bedtime Stories," the military aide and the football accompany the president at all times. In the late 1990s, I was the Air Force military aide assigned to the White House. I had an office and a bedroom in the East Wing and attended all events with the president when on duty. On this particular night, we were on our way from the White House to a local DC hotel for a fundraising event. Hillary was along for the ride because it involved raising money, of course. My vehicle in the motorcade was typically the one immediately behind the president and first lady’s limousine. It’s called the Control Van.
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