I call Thatcher one last time before getting ready for my father's fundraiser. The call goes directly to voicemail, so he either has had his phone off for four days or he's declining my calls. I sigh. This was supposed to be simple. Hang out with him and his family a few times to get an interview. Get some great clips for my portfolio, and maybe earn some credibility at work. Why does it feel so shitty now that all of that has happened? I wonder what his family thinks about our apparent ...