Chapter 1: The Beginning
Sally Pollin's Story	Sarah Palin's Story
Okay, I’ll tell you what happened. Most of it, anyway. It’s all really about my family, and my faith, and Alaska. (Well, that sounds good -- but actually, it's all about me, Sally Pollin.) It’s just that I was always this little nothing person from nowhere, and I really, really wanted to BE SOMEONE, right from the start. The high school sports were good, but I could see that that wouldn’t last. I sure learned a lot about how to play rough, though -- and there's lots of times the refs aren't looking.	Click to see the real thing.
I did the beauty contests for quick cash, until I realized a lot of people thought that was a pretty low-life sort of competition. Pageant walkin' was better than waitressing, but it was really hard to get through college, never any money, working all those hours, and trying to have a life, and then you were supposed to do all that studying too -- but I finally made it. I was always real ambitious, but I didn’t see how I was ever gonna make it. So then I had to get married in a hurry, and I had all those children, and I was doing the Hockey Mom thing -- it all looked pretty much like the cut-and-dried dead-end trap, just like for everyone else I knew.	Click to read the New Yorker article.
But then this political thing fell into my lap, and I saw where it could lead, and you know I’ve always been on the lookout for open doors. So by 2006 I had become governor of Alaska, thanks to Pastor Mutter and the support of my church, and this wild blogger-guy had started writing the most amazingly complimentary things about me. It felt great! I could see that his idea had legs, and other people started to believe in me. ME! I just kept that smile pasted on and kept going. Being governor is expensive. Just regular living is expensive! Pulling together enough financial security when you start with nothing is just soooooo hard. With four kids and no big money, it was always month-to-month. I never knew where I'd find my next little scheme. So it felt great to think about how I could become a big deal in politics and maybe put together some serious money for my family – because they are all just such helpless babies. Unless I’m doing my locomotive thing, our family ain’t goin’ nowhere except into some tin-box double-wide at the end of a gravel road in a few years, where we can be unemployed and drink ourselves into Bolivia. Uh, I mean oblivion.	Starting at 6:30, Adam Brickley the blogger who gave Sarah Palin her start, blogging from his Mom's house in his PJs. At least my church was behind me, in everything. SP's various Palingates
Go to Chapter 2 1: The Beginning | 2: On My Way | 3: Showstopper | 4: Pregnant 5: Hoax | 6: Almost VP | 7: Not VP | 8: Not a Quitter | 9: Not My Fault | Epilogue