This is as political as my blog will get. But I know Rachel has been ill these past few days and it must be taxing taking Mr. Big to task every night of the week. Those who have filled in for you have done so without complaint but it’s just not the same when I don’t hear that confident voice beginning the hour with a, “Good night, my friend” to Chris Hayes.
I know that the hour following that greeting will be filled with a long build up to a payout that no lottery could compete with.
As get well cards go, this may not be the most glamorous but here it is.
Get well soon, Rachel.