Small Town Politics
On my way home for Memorial Day I passed an interesting sign on the side of the road. It was an election sign out on a little country road. Somehow, it seemed to fit in with the landscape. This was a sign made of nothing more than three pieces of scrap wood that were painted yellow. It even had hand painted letters (if only all politicians had people dedicated enough to hand paint all of their signs). I realize this is my hometown we are talking about, but frankly after living there for nearly 20 years nothing surprises me anymore. Not even the fact that the guy managed to spell his own name wrong, or at least I hope that is the wrong spelling. But heck, if I were still living on Wayne Township I might even vote for Skeetr simply for his vigilance.