It was August 2011, and Warren was testing the waters as a possible US Senate candidate, and appeared at a gathering in New Bedford, Mass. Afterward, a 50-something woman walked up to her, and told her story: two master’s degrees, out of work for a year and a half, and doubting she would ever get a “real job” again.
“I want you to fight for me,” said the woman, who had walked two miles to see Warren speak. “I don’t care how hard it gets, I want to know that you are going to fight.”
Warren looked back at her and said: “Yes, I’ll fight.”
That night, “the enormity of that meeting in New Bedford began to sink in,” she writes. “No public fanfare and no announcements in the papers, but I had promised to run for the US Senate.”