By Jane M. Bailey Route 202 is empty and stars sprinkle the sky as election workers like me prepare for the 6 a.m. opening of the polls. It’s like the hour before Thanksgiving dinner when turkey, gravy, green beans, stuffing, and squash vie to get to the table at the same time. There’s a whirl […]
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