A very interesting and different perspective of Paula Broadwell. As I posted earlier, it seems Ms. Kelley has some issues with integrity. While I have no doubt Ms. Broadwell does as well, obviously, this friend paints an entirely different picture, and gives one pause. Judge not lest ye be judged?
(Human Events) I first met Paula by email in 2009. In advance of a transatlantic forum engaging 25 young American leaders and an equal number of German counterparts in Berlin and Munich, she sent out a group email laying out the best jogging trails in each city.
Annoying, I thought. This two-week adventure, hosted by the American Council on Germany, would conclude just two days before I would sit for the Colorado bar. Who had time for working out?
Then I learned that she would be my roommate during the program. The last thing I needed was a distraction from some exercise addict. I had yet to write the remarks I was to present on race relations to an impressive audience of international journalists, members of the Bundestag, and some of America’s top rising political stars. I still have no idea how I somehow qualified to be part of the club.
And then she walked into our hotel room. She’d just gone for a run. I was surrounded by bar prep manuals and listening to an audio lesson. I immediately stopped. Had Angelina Jolie just walked in? No, this woman had more amazing skin and better arms. Truly enough for any woman to resent. But she didn’t let me. Her immediate sincerity in getting to know me and learn about my life was downright disarming.
