average JoeOhio Tour cont: We went north to Vermilion, Ohio, on Lake Erie. I gave a talk at St. Mary’s Church, then we did a whistle stop event in the downtown area at noon. Afterward I interviewed Mayor Jean Anderson. She is a year and a half into her first term, and quite a dynamo. Her administration has helped pave the way for a new company, Cleveland Quarries, to locate in Vermilion — providing 73 new jobs. She also told me about a new Youth Center that is designed as an after school place for physical recreation, tutoring and just a “safe environment to hang out in.” Among a number of other projects, Ms. Anderson said her administration is working to make Vermilion a commuter rail stop to Cleveland. In the context of strategies to reduce global warming, this is something our administration would push for as well, nationwide… We then headed west to Sandusky, Ohio, where I was interviewed by a reporter from the Sandusky Register newspaper. I said we’re spending billions to go to Mars to see about water, and so on — while meanwhile Lake Erie is still quite polluted. What’s up with that… And as if to underscore this, we camped at East Harbor State Park that night. And a sign at the beach said “No Swimming” because the bacteria count was extremely high in the lake.
9/5/07
average JoeOhio Tour cont: I stopped back in Berlin Heights, Ohio (pop. 800), where I stumped some more in the downtown. (It’s our belief, if you don’t carry Berlin Heights — you won’t carry the country.) I got in a conversation with a man who owns the clock shop in Berlin Heights. He said he and his wife have two 1980s cars that they take great pains to keep up. He said he sees it as “recycling,” given all the natural resources that go into making a car… Later I met two motorcyclists from Columbia Station, Ohio. One, named: “Hammer” (probably not his birth name) asked me what I did for a living. I said some house painting and handyman work. He turned to his buddy and yelled: “He’s one of us!” Hammer then put one of our bumper stickers on the back of his motorcyle.
9/4/07
For Labor Day yesterday, I labored. I stumped in downtown Berlin Heights, Ohio. I also interviewed Jack Vandebemt. He was collecting signatures for his 71-year-old, soon to be father-in-law, Albert Maynard. (The family was collecting signatures to help keep Mr. Maynard in his home of 17 years.) Jack said Mr. Maynard’s home is on Metro Park property. And although he was verbally told he could stay in the home the rest of his life, Jack continued, the Parks Department is now asking him to leave. (The story has been featured in a couple local newspapers.) In the past two days, the family had collected a phenomenal — for these parts — 600 signatures. Mr. Maynard is somewhat of a local hero, having once saved a local couple from a burning house. What’s more, his wife had recently died. “It’s just the idea of his age and health,” said Jack, explaining he would do everything he could on a grassroots level to help Mr. Maynard stay in his home… I then headed down a back road out of Berlin Heights, ending up at Tim Tullinghast’s fruit and vegetable stand. Mr. Tullinghast and his family have been in their house — for eight generations. “I’d never sell the house,” he said. “It needs to be passed on because of all the heritage.” Note: While at the stand, a good number of people pulled up — including many who were interested in the campaign. I passed out flyers and posed for cell phone pictures. This went on for the better part of an hour. By the time I left, I had a watermelon and at least a few more votes.
9/3/07
I gave a talk to a chapter of the Ohio Right To Life group in Norwalk last night. The chapter president, John Hug, told me every year they have a booth in the Huron County Fair. On a display board, they show the now famous picture of a little unborn baby’s hand reaching through an incision in the womb (during surgery) to grasp the finger of the doctor. How some of us have come to think these little unborn babies are anything other than, well, unborn babies — is amazing. This group also sponsors a March for Life every year in January… The meeting was held in Jack and Jean Rospert’s home. Jack has been to Belize, South America (where Hurricane Felix just missed), three times on mission trips. Jack takes his vacations to go help the poor. That speaks volumes.
9/1 trhu 2/08
“average JoeOhio Tour” cont: We headed west to Milian, Ohio, for the Milan Melon Festival Parade. What a crowd! Our kids buzzed about the average Joe mobiles (one driven by Liz’s father Stuart) on roller blades throwing candy and passing out flyers. I walked along the curb, shaking hands and promising everyone wearing an Ohio State shirt (and there were a lot) that: “When I get to D.C., I’m going to have a big buckeye put on top of the Capitol Dome!” (Well I can do that, can’t I?) Passing through the bandstand area, the announcer noted that another of my campaign promises is that I was going to have “…melons at the Inaugaration.” Just as he finished reading this, I turned to the crowd in the stands and yelled: “AND A MELON IN EVERY POT, TOO!” (Well, when in Rome…). Note: The night before, we attended part of the High School Band Concert and the Melon Festival Queen Contest. As the contest was going on, I milled about passing out flyers and finding myself in a conversation with a local high school football coach. At one point I asked him: “Why does the Milan Melon Festival Queen need a chaperone?” He didn’t know. Answer: “So she cantelope.” He smiled.
8/29/08
I have spent part of the week expanding our U.S. Department of Peace position paper based on years of cross country research. Go to http://www.voteforjoe.com/stands/stands_domestic.html
8/28/08
We’ve been at home preparing the campaign vehicles for the next Ohio tour legs. We’ve had to replace a master cylinder, a transmission starter switch, a battery… and thus is the lot of an independent presidential candidate with old vehicles. Note: I just received the following. It is a You Tube of a talk I gave to the General Assembly at the Green Party National Convention recently.
8/27/07
My wife Liz’s parents are here from New Zealand. Last night I was talking to her father, Stuart, about the economy. He was telling his grandkids about how things were so much cheaper in the old days. But then, of course, there was “inflation.” He explained, for example, that as the price of fuel went up, prices went up. Inflation, in turn, sets the stage for adjusted wages, lower interest rates, elaborate strategies to curb some of the inflation… In other words, it’s all become quite complicated, and even more convoluted. Our administration would push for decentralism. That is, local production for local consumption within quite interdependent, small communities — like it was in the old days. This would simplify transactions, cut fuel use exponentially, and make tomatoes 5 cents again. Note: For our overall economic philosophy…
8/25/07
In my last post, I talked about a brand of “Social Justice Football” we’re involved with here in Cleveland. The concept, in part, actually originated from a ball diamond cut out of a corn field in Arthur, Illinois. We stopped there during our Campaign 2000 travels. It is the place I will throw out the “first pitch” when I’m president.
8/24/07
We continue to be back in the Cleveland area where we’re working on position papers, filing, tour itineray, and yard work. The other night our family took a break to play some “Social Justice Football” at the Catholic Worker House around the corner. The rules of Social Justice Football are: 1) Everybody gets a chance to play quarterback, if they like. 2) Everybody gets a chance to catch a pass — even our four-year-old Jonathan. 3) And you never keep score. (Ok, I’m lying on that one. There is, oh, a couple of us more competitive sorts that were keeping score the other night, under our breaths.) Note: It’s not just about throwing money at the kids down here in the city. It’s about letting them get in the game.
