Bill Clinton's first campaign saved by Hillary?

I found this interesing item on Mike's America blog the title of it is: My Encounter with Bill and Hillary Clinton the author of the article Mike notices then ex-governor of Arkansas Bill Clinton standing outside the DNC Headquarters in DC he had just about to be chosen Democratic presidential nominee he didn't have Secret Service protection.He then sees a blonde haired woman with Clinton he sees her poking her finger in Clinton's face as he just stands there. She was a complete mystery until Mike realizes that it's Hillary Clinton or as he calls her "Madame DuFarge" anyway what Mike hears Hillary say to Bill as she's poking her finger in his face I saved this campaign, and you owe me. You better wise up. Cross me and you are toast!" This is a no-shocker we know from the Hildabeast's past that she not only wore the pants and still does but she also uses vulgar language. Here is the article in it's entirety:

My Encounter with Bill & Hillary Clinton

It was lunchtime on a fine day in late spring when I left my office at the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency at the Fairchild Building on South Capitol Street in Washington, D.C. I walked up Ivy Street past the Headquarters of the Democratic National Committee. I noticed a limo in the street in front of the headquarters and instantly recognized Bill Clinton, then Governor of Arkansas, standing in the street. This was a few weeks after he had sewn up his parties nomination for President and it was several weeks before the nominating convention. He did not have Secret Service protection at the time.

I thought it odd that here he was standing in this quiet side street in front of the party headquarters and there were no well-wishers or job seekers surrounding him, even though everyone in the building, looking out the rather large windows could see that he was about to leave.

There was only one individual with him, and her back was to me. All I could see was blond hair and she appeared to be giving him the business with her finger pointing him in the face as he just stood there. From the rear she looked like the typical Capitol Hill staff clone.

My first thought was "who is this campaign worker that would dare to read the boss the riot act in front of their party headquarters?"

I cannot imagine in any of the campaigns that I worked on, any staffer dare to behave in such a fashion towards the boss.

It wasn't until I walked directly past them on the sidewalk just feet away that I realized who she was: Madame Dufarge herself, Mrs. Hillary Rodham Clinton.

Of course you know I had the good manners to keep on moving, and not just stop and stare at the spectacle which was visible to everyone in the office building behind the three of us. I realize that will be hard for screeching socialists to accept, since if they were in a similar encounter with one of the Bush's they might have begun protesting, or throwing pies.

Could it be that during their time inside the headquarters Bill was getting chatty with the receptionists? I can't answer for that. I can only relate what I know to be a fact.

I was too embarrassed to do much but avert my eyes and keep on walking. And no doubt, the not so subtle message I witnessed was being telegraphed to those watching inside the building: "I saved this campaign, and you owe me. You better wise up. Cross me and you are toast!"

Every eyewitness account I've heard or read since regarding the nature of Mrs. Clinton's personality has only confirmed what I saw that day when the three of us shared a moment on Ivy Street, one fine spring day.

I realize that many of our Democrat "friends" choose to be ignorant about the real nature of this woman, just as many seem to have forgotten the Clinton era concern expressed by every senior member of their party on the dangers of Saddam Hussein's Iraq.

Here's a link to the article:
http://mikesamerica.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-encounter-with-bill-hillary-clinton.html
Hat tip: mikesamerica.blogspot.com

Note: I high-lighted Hillary's message to Bill in red in Mike's article