Sorry I haven't been writing. My stepfather died Saturday morning. The time spent at the hospital last week didn't lend itself to writing, and as I'm speaking at his funeral tomorrow, I have other things to write.
That being said, I had to mention something very odd I saw yesterday. I was canvassing in Springboro, Ohio, in an upper-middle class neighborhood. As I was walking down the street, I heard a ton of loud, banging noises and music coming from a garage. I got closer, and saw what was going on. About six or seven teenage boys were in their garage with the door open, practicing skateboarding tricks while listening to "You Were Meant For Me" by Jewel.
The moral of the story? Never assume anything.
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