From Aimee Winder Newton’s perch at the back of the convention floor, Donald Trump started on the right note.
Newton had come to Cleveland seeking reassurance about the man whose incendiary, pompous personality left her worried that for the first time in her life she might not be able to support her party’s presidential nominee.
Then Trump came on stage and said he “humbly” accepted the nomination. And though his exhaustive and dark address would still give her pause, Newton felt confident by the end that she could make a decision.
“I can do this,” she said.
Four days earlier, as the convention got underway, Newton had not been so certain.