

By and large, folks were positive, some were talkative, and others just let me say my piece and leave some literature. No dogs or people bit me. (My biggest fear.) Just a nice afternoon chitchatting. One street was even hosting a block party. Although I was hungry, I didn’t have the nerve to ask for a hotdog. A few of the streets were deserted as I’m sure they were off doing Saturday errands or picking those apples we alluded to earlier. Of course, there was a list and I was either going to finish the list or run out of flyers. I would have preferred to finish the list, (I hate turning in unfinished work.) but with 80% of the list complete, the flyers ran out and I called it a day after about two hours. All and all, some exercise and helping our Governor, it turned out to be a good way to spend a sunny September Saturday in Salem. I hope he wins. He has my vote, along with my shoe leather.
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