Becky Thomas
It's that time of year again. From the looks of the weather and the frost-bitten tomatoes in my already pathetic garden, it's officially fall. Time to get out the coats, hats and pumpkin carving kits.
It's also time to start watching your mailbox for that all-important ballot.
What a novel idea, mailed ballots. Back in Wisconsin, in my day, we had to walk uphill both ways in the snow to get to our polling place, where we stood in line with all the other patriots who had one strain of the cold or another, to crowd into flimsy voting booths and make our mark for democracy. So when I came to Wash...
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