Every election year brings back memories of the year I ran for the city council.
Knowing I was in a fight to the finish, I resorted to a little skullduggery.
Of the humorous variety.
There were no benefits to the position opening on the city council, nothing like overtime, health and dental plans, just the $9 per meeting.
I was doing my civic duty, I kept telling myself.
The meetings were generally an hour in length, depending on whether or not the mayor and auditor met beforehand in the liquor establishment, where matters of importance were generally discussed and settled after the aforementioned meeting.
I was running for two reasons, 1.) I was encouraged by the barber, baker and banker, all close personal friends, and 2.) No one else was running.
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