grocery retailer,    had     joined  our     effort  by  pledging    to  cut     the     amount  of  sugar,
salt,    and    fat  in  its     food    products    and     to  reduce  prices  on  produce.    And     we’d
enlisted    mayors  from    five    hundred cities  and towns   across  the country to  commit
to  tackling    childhood   obesity on  the local   level.
Most     important,  over    the     course  of  2010,   I’d     worked  hard    to  help    push    a
new child   nutrition   bill    through Congress,   expanding   children’s  access  to  healthy,
high-quality    food     in  public  schools     and     increasing  the     reimbursement   rate    for
federally    subsidized meals    for     the     first   time    in  thirty  years.  As  much    as  I   was
generally   happy   to  stay    out of  politics    and policy  making, this    had been    my  big
fight—the    issue   for     which  I    was     willing     to  hurl    myself  into    the     ring.   I’d     spent
hours   making  calls   to  senators    and representatives,    trying  to  convince    them    that
our  children    deserved    better  than   what     they    were    getting.    I’d     talked  about   it
endlessly   with    Barack, his advisers,   anyone  who would   listen. The new law added
more    fresh   fruits  and vegetables, whole   grains, and low-fat dairy   to  roughly forty-
three    million     meals   served  daily.  It  regulated  the  junk    food    that    got     sold    to
children     via     vending     machines    on  school  property    while  also     giving  funding     to
schools  to  establish   gardens     and     use     locally     grown   produce.   For  me,     it  was     a
straightforward  good    thing—a     potent,     ground-level    way     to  address    childhood
obesity.
Barack  and his advisers    pushed  hard    for the bill,   too.    After   Republicans won
control of  the House   of  Representatives in  the midterm elections,  he  made    the
effort  a   priority    in  his dealings    with    lawmakers,  knowing that    his ability to  make
sweeping    legislative change  was about   to  diminish.   In  early   December,   before  the
new Congress    was seated, the bill    managed to  clear   its final   hurdles,    and I   stood
proudly next    to  Barack  eleven  days    later   as  he  signed  it  into    law,    surrounded  by
children    at  a   local   elementary  school.
“Had    I   not been    able    to  get this    bill    passed,”    he  joked   to  reporters,  “I  would
be  sleeping    on  the couch.”
As   with    the     garden,     I   was     trying  to  grow    something—a     network     of
advocates,  a   chorus  of  voices  speaking    up  for children    and their   health. I   saw my
work    as  complementing   Barack’s    success in  establishing    the 2010    Affordable  Care
Act,    which   greatly increased   access  to  health  insurance   for all Americans.  And I
was now also    focused on  getting a   new effort  called  Joining Forces  off the ground
—this   one in  collaboration   with    Jill    Biden,  whose   son Beau    had recently    returned
safely   from    his     deployment  in  Iraq.   This   work,    too,    would   serve   to  support
Barack’s    duties  as  commander   in  chief.