Many years ago, my family was partway through dinner on a Monday night when there was a knock at the door. Answering it, my father found—to his great surprise—one of the gubernatorial candidates for our state.
This candidate was locked in a close primary battle, and, discovering he had some extra time between meetings, decided to stop at our house to drum up support, since every member of our household was a delegate or an alternate to the state convention.
