The first memory I have of Gov. Ralph Northam is from February 2014 when I was a nervous Virginia Senate Page and he was the freshly inaugurated Lieutenant Governor.
The day my name was drawn to help out at his office, the Capitol grounds were covered in ice, dangerous territory in the faux-leather loafers all pages had to wear, and my fellow page and I barely made it to the LG’s office in one piece. Northam and I shook hands after being formally introduced, and he commented on how cold my hand was -- and he promptly offered to make us hot chocolate. He urged us to be careful as we went about our tasks.
It was such a small thing, but it stood out to me.
None of the state...