There was some kind of protest taking place here in Oklahoma City a few days/weeks ago. I jokingly said to my husband, “I should go down there with my oxygen tank and my walker, prop myself on the car hood in order to step up on the curb and hold up a poster. Someone needs to volunteer to stand behind me to catch my fall. I’d have a reporter checking me out real quick.” We laughed.
Since then I have thought more seriously about the need for local involvement in the political process. I am just a door step away from the Zuckerman vote buyer. But here are some things even I could do.
- I could drag myself out to town council meetings, meet the mayor who is quite important in our town. He/she would remember me—the woman with the thing in her nose.
- I met a mayor at Toastmaster’s one time. I know a leader among the TM group. I would be welcomed. Luke would probably even pick me up and take me home.
- I could volunteer in some way, licking envelopes all day would only add a few hundred calories to my day. Maybe they would be self sticking. Nice!
- I could invite local nominees to my house to meet my family. A chance at four votes.
- I have a prime corner lot to post election signs.
- I have able-bodied Christian male friends would be glad to put up posters if they had someone who would keep them informed of the need. Hey, Sammy even!
- I could check out needs at the Birth Center. More able to afford formula and diapers now than I could when my first baby was born.
- I could sit on my walker in the next Right to Life call for people to hold posters at the curb.
- I could sponsor a brunch for a Republican nominee and my women’s group from the church. I would lose every spark I might have had for the rest of the day, but when they all go home, all I need to do is sleep. Four hours of rest would insure that I am awake in time to eat again.
Sweet aroma 
You continue to amaze me with your zest for life!
Your reading me and saying “sic-kum” keeps me on the move. 😀
Amen❤️
The possibilities are endless, right Oneta? 😉
I’m trying to think just how to get this list to the local headquarters to see if there is something there they would like to suggest to people such as I. It is about twenty-five miles to the County seat. My family wouldn’t be open to that, although I do drive around here in town. But there are things like putting signs up on my corner that take no effort on my part. Just that I agree with the agenda. And yes, for most older folks there are a lot more things to do than there are “awake” times to do it. I get too tired too fast!
You know, Oneta, you put us, the young ones at shame. I admire your energy and zest for life!
May God bless you 💟
Katherine, thank you for the lingering walk through my posts. I guess you, like me, have an interest in many different styles and subjects about which to blog. And thanks too, for this comment. You are kind.