Scott Anderson - Waitresses, soldiers, rickshaw drivers, old ladies selling vegetables - my

Waitresses, soldiers, rickshaw drivers, old ladies selling vegetables - my father would schmooze anybody. He was Clintonesque before the word existed. And, of course, it paid dividends. Ill-tempered guards at the most notorious border crossings waved him through with cheery smiles. Haughty maitre d's fawned over him.

- Scott Anderson

topic: Father, Vegetables, Soldier, Rickshaw, Ill Tempered