Welcome to the jungle

It was like nothing I could ever imagine. It was 5:25 a.m. on the day after Thanksgiving, and I was in a parking lot with more than 1,800 people, waiting in the blackness of a pre-dawn sky for the fluorescent monster to open its mouth and swallow us whole. Welcome to the jungle— We got … Continue reading Welcome to the jungle

Achtung, Baby!

I remember it like it was yesterday. We were standing in Monument Square, night after night, holding candles shielded by clear plastic cups and stamping our boots on the ground to stave off the cold and howling winds of a Maine winter. There were maybe 15 of us who would show up every night. If … Continue reading Achtung, Baby!

It’s the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine)

In less than 24 hours, this campaign will be over, finished, completed, kaput. Stick a fork in it, it's done. Volunteers gather in Alan Casavant's kitchen on a cold October morning before our citywide door-to-door canvass. At this juncture, there is not much left to say or do. Thus, in a pitiful attempt to keep … Continue reading It’s the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine)