My Brush With Sexual Assault

There’s a reason they don’t let strangers into schools

November 3, 1992, senior year of high school in an upscale suburban community east of Seattle. I’m class president, writing for the school paper, plenty of friends, life is good.

It’s election day; we’ll find out later that night that the former Democratic Governor of Arkansas, a guy they’re calling “Slick Willy”, will assume the presidency after beating contenders George H.W. Bush and H. Ross Perot in a landslide victory.