“The people who vote, they don’t need us. That’s like God don’t need all those saints in church,” Foster said. “He needs sinners. When you bring in the sinners, you turn them into saints. So that’s what we gonna see. We’re going to see ones who don’t vote. Talk to them about it.”
And that she did. Diving into the crowd again and again for hours, sweat beading on her face and on the people she approached, Foster snagged everyone she could — families, groups of friends, couples, a woman buying an impatient daughter an ice cream cone, a gray-haired man walking alone, a pair of friends enjoying hot roasted corn on the cob — to talk to them about voting for Biden. Then, one way or another, she’d sign them up.
When she came upon the “saints,” she’d take down their personal information and coax them into organizing themselves.
In one instance, a college-age man said he had once headed a youth voter group and was trying to launch a new one. Foster gently put her hand behind his elbow, guiding him over to the campaign booth where a team of five to 10 Biden workers moved in and out through the day, and they took it from there.
