It took a mere 3 days for my request for an absentee ballot to be processed and the ballot to land in the mailslot, and then just another day for me to commune with my conscience and mark the...
My sainted mother used to refer to it as “the creeping crud” – two or three days that began with a stopped-up nose and sore throat, followed by sneezing-sneezing-sneezing, then a cough and finally, 48 or 72 hours later,...
