We went to Mass at St. Peter’s in Chillicothe, Ohio, yesterday. Just before singing the final hymn, the priest noted it had been “one of President Kennedy’s favorite.” After Mass, I approached the priest, told him I was running for president as an independent candidate, and said I wondered if he wanted to know my favorite hymn for the next Service. He smiled, politely… In Chillicothe, we connected with Rte. 50, which is our next tour route. It stretches from coast to coast and is known as: “The loneliest highway in America.” Once again, defying any type of political logic, we press on… In Hillsboro, Ohio, I talked with a woman who had taken her child out of the public high school in ninth grade “…because the kids were continually making fun of her.” During one of our previous tours, I told a newspaper in Cheboygan, Michigan, that the ‘Columbine killings,’ and the like, don’t happen in a vaccuum. It’s a build-up of years of ridicule, bullying and a variety of other psycho-social dynamics that push kids over the edge… In tiny Belfast, Ohio, we stopped at Boltes General Store (established in 1955). It had an old wooden floor, a juke box, a decorative Shell Oil pump from the mid 1930s… Great place! I put a campaign flier in the window and they gave me a commemorative Boltes General Store pen, which I will cherish — because my other pen had just run out of ink. Have I mentioned it’s a low budget campaign?