Buckeye Back Road Tour: We stumped in downtown Bainbridge, Ohio, yesterday. At Paxton Restaurant, Don Shoemaker told me he refers to Bainbridge’s Fall Festival of Leaves as the Fall Festival of Theives. “The carnies come in every year and take all our money,” he smiled. Shoemaker, who is a dairy farmer, said his biggest lament is so many farmers have to have additional jobs off the land to make ends meet these days… We then drove into Chilicothe, Ohio, the state’s first capitol. I talked to a man who said he used to live in Missouri and supported one candidate for governor who, for social justice reasons, proposed turning the State House there into a homeless shelter. (Coincidentally, that’s what we propose turning the White House into. I mean, ‘what would Jesus do’ with all the space?)… Today we took a back road into Kinnikinnick. (I still can’t pronounce it and someone took great pains to teach me how to pronounce it.) Anyway, Kinnikinnick is a Native American name for: “bark from the willow tree.” The Native Americans actually smoked this. Something the country won’t have to worry about me ‘inhaling.’ …Then it was on to Aldelphi, which is 7 miles from Tar Hollow. There on the street I met Terry Seymour who was wearing a Michigan sweatshirt. I told him I was an Ohio State fan, but was going to give him a flyer anyway. He smiled and told me that in 1908, Ohio State had lost to Michigan 88-0 — and they actually called the game in the middle of the third quarter. On the train ride back, apparently the Ohio State guys came up with the words to their “fight song.” (Michigan fans like to tell ya that kind of stuff.) I then walked into Henerson Hardware in Aldelphi, and right into the middle of the town brain trust. A group of guys were sitting around in the circle discussing, well, things. Dressed in jeans, a flannel shirt and dirty work books — I told them I was running for president. It was like one of those old Merrill Lynch commercials, everybody got real quiet. Ok, some I’m not a household name yet.