On Thursday, October 3, 2024, my wife Candice and I took another trip to Lexington, Kentucky, for medical appointments and left early so we could eat at one of our favorite places and I could hike for an hour at the Lexington Arboretum which is one of my favorite places to get some exercise when I'm in the city. It is also a place where Candice can find a nice shady spot to read while I put in my hiking time. It is usually heavily used but has enough acreage that you never feel crowded by too many people since it is roughly 100 acres with some woodland, several miles of trails and one of the widest collections of plants in Kentucky. It's also a nice place to passively advertise my politics by wearing a political shirt when I'm there. Candice usually sets herself up in one of her favorite reading spots and I hit the trails.
Thursday was a bit quieter in terms of how many notices I got about my Harris shirt. One man who was either listening to some book or having a conversation on his cell phone simply passed me and gave me a thumbs up with a point to my shirt, patted himself on the chest, and gave me a thumbs up. Then we moved to the Kentucky Clinic where we had our appointments with my regular cardiologist. As we were traveling from our parking space to the section of the hospital where our doctor's office is, a woman passed us and gave us a similar signal of approval to the one I had received at the Arboretum. I have known my cardiologist about six years and he and I always have some brief conversation about politics and books. Since he was seeing both of us at the same time, I knew we had to keep moving and had no intentions of trying to distract him with politics or literature. But as our visit was ending, he brought up politics and referred to his children who are young adults and said "I think this time the young people are going to save us" in the election.
Then as we headed toward an elevator to our parking spot, we entered the elevator at the same time as a man about fifty who instantly said, "I really like those shirts!" and then went into a rapid discussion of his opinion that the Democratic party has made a major mistake by allowing TRAITOR Trump to go unconfronted about his basic and total lack of qualifications to be a candidate for president due to his long history of criminal acts, criminal convictions, nearly one hundred felony indictments, more than 25 accusations of rape and sexual assault, and his connections to Putin and Russia. I told the man that I agree with him totally about TRAITOR Trump's total lack of legitimacy as a candidate for any position of public trust, he got out of the elevator, and we all went our separate ways. Then we drove to our favorite place for chicken wings, hit the drive through and got one more pleasant surprise. When we got to the window for payment and food pick up, the man working that location was a former client from almost twenty-five years ago who told me his story of recent personal success after having been homeless, showed me his pickup truck in the parking lot, and assured me he was doing fine. Now all we have to do is win this election for the next president of the United States, Kamala Harris. Then we hit the Mountain Parkway toward home eating chicken wings and throwing bones out the window.
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