Today John and I drove for several hours through Ward 4. We met some great folks who put up signs for me last winter when I was a state representative candidate. Everyone was delighted to see us again and quickly offered to put up my city council sign. John and I particularly enjoyed talking with the retired owners of Houle’s Taxi, a beloved part of Attleboro’s transportation history.
Campaigning brings me into touch, however briefly, with people’s lives. Sometimes I run into sadness. My final visit was with a senior couple who spoke with me at length inside their house last winter. They were wonderful and friendly. They worried about the escalating taxes on a fixed income and the looming difficulties of maintaining a nice home.
When I went to their door, I met the lady of the house. She was grieving and told me her husband had died two weeks ago. My heart dropped. I groped for the right words, expressed my sympathies and asked if there was anything I could do for her. She said, “Can you bring my husband back to me?”
Campaigning can be tedious, joyful, and sad all within a few short minutes. Thank you, Attleboro for letting me be a part of your life. Let’s help support each other in all of life’s moments.