And on to the Election

Well, last night we had our last coffee. All that's left is the election, and that isn't until Tuesday. There will be lots of flier distribution and mail between now and then. I am sure they are saving their "best" for last. My opponents are running an unbelievably nasty and dirty campaign. Character assassination seems to be the name of their game. If they win, I will congratulate them, but I will NEVER respect them. They have never heard a nasty word from me, nor will they.

The sign fairy has struck again. Yesterday when we drove through the neighborhood, we found that all the signs around Westlake stretching from Manhattan street to Hope Chapel Road were stolen for the second time. The rest of the signs around town will undoubtedly be gone this weekend. One has to be desperate to do something like that, but I was told it is commonplace with that particular political group in town.

Barry, how can you can be so pleasant in person and such a jerk on the blogs. I truly meant it when I congratulated you and Ken on doing CPR in that emergency situation in Meteteconk during the debate. But, I wish you would learn to spell my name right when you are bashing me. It's spelled R-I-V-E-R-E. You have come up with some really creative spelling over the last weeks. It even rivals your creative math.

And, Charlie, my friend and neighbor. You chose to be the spokesman for their trash against me. I thought you might have taken the high road, but you didn't. You could have spewed their other garbage, the things not aimed at me. And please, don't say it's not personal. It is VERY personal to me. We work together, and we have always gotten along. I told my campaign up front that I would say nothing negative about Charlie, and I stuck to that. For one who prides himself on his accounting skills, you sure dropped the ball on this one. You didn't have to say everything they told you to say. You might have done your own math to see the absurdity of what they told you to say. Are you always going to listen to the party that way?

And Emily, even though my son knows you, I guarantee you he would vote for me and my "A Team" if he lived in town. Please don't think otherwise. He is, after all, MY son.

My next and last blog posting on my "Run for the Roses" will be after Tuesday. Whether I win or lose, it has been a good fight. I have made many new friends. People really put themselves out for my team, and they didn't get paid a dime. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.