Dog Days of August
Door knocking in August. A few more miles on the car….and a few more miles on the feet. Hot and sweaty…plenty mosquitoes. Another night away from the family. Despite these and a few other inconveniences, I actually enjoy door knocking. It is a great opportunity to meet my constituents.
They come in all shapes and sizes. Answering the door, “Agnes” blushed and apologized because of the curlers in her hair. “Doreen,” in her pajamas, is ready to turn in for the night. After all, it’s 8:15 pm. There are a lot of dog owners…and even more dogs, barking and clawing at the chance to meet the candidate, nervously standing on the stoop separated only by the flimsy screen door. Nurses, teachers, grandfathers, single moms, plumbers, accountants, business owners, veterans, lawyers, farmers, and dads, and the rest of you. Thank you for politely listening and taking my literature. Thank you for sharing your issues and concerns. Thanks for asking a few questions. Thanks for the Twins update. Thanks for offering me a drink of water. “Have a good evening!”
Campaigns are too long. Too many dollars are raised and spent. But nothing beats a little face time with the voters. Over the next 80 some days, we will see you at the doorstep.
