(Globe Staff Photo / George Rizer)
Maura Hennigan | Her milk was sour, but not her day
AGE: 51
HOME: JAMAICA PLAIN
What time she woke up: 4 a.m.,
without alarm clock.
Hours of sleep the night before:
Five.
What she had for breakfast:
Chocolate frosted doughnut
and Dunkin' Donuts iced coffee.
''Everything in my refrigerator
is moldy. My milk is sour. I always
say I'm going to eat better,
but here I am.''
First person she talked to in
the morning: Her father, James,
a former state senator.
What she ate during day: A
tuna fish sandwich (snagged
from the Flaherty campaign)
and a large chocolate chip
cookie.
How she felt about her chances
at noontime: Optimistic. ''It
has been very encouraging,'' she
said.
Issue she heard about from
voters at the polls: Potholes.
(She famously fell into a pothole
during a parade this spring
and has crusaded to fix the
streets ever since.)
What her family members did
to help her: Her sister, Helen,
greeted voters at the Condon School in South Boston. Her father,
who predicted his daughter
will be mayor someday,
went to polls in West Roxbury
and South Boston.
Campaign pitch: ''For over
22 years the people who have
elected me have given me the
opportunity to learn about how
city government functions. I
want to use that knowledge to
empower people in the city and
really help people.''
A low point during the day: At
Florian Hall in Dorchester, she
attempted to address a voter in Spanish, saying eagerly: ''Hola,
como estas?'' The mystified
woman turned to Hennigan
and said, ''I don't speak Spanish.''
Evidence of her family's long
roots in the city: In Dorchester,
she ran into the man who took
her mother to prom in 1946.
Where she held her election
night party: James's Gate, Jamaica
Plain
What she will do today: Go to
Forest Hills T stop to thank
voters.
By Sasha Talcott
