In surprisingly warm November air, I walked Lakewood, a suburb city northwest of downtown Denver. My streets were sidewalkless and potholed, the mailboxes nameplated with Lopez, Guzman, Escalante.
“Who you with?” a beard dragging a cigarette challenged as he opened his car door.
“Obama Campaign…getting out the vote,” I replied.
“Yeah, I guessed. McCain…he don’t come here. Continue reading “Canvassing in Colorado”