Cordially Invited

Saturday evening Brady and I rubbed shoulders with DeWitt's finest, dining with state senators, former governors, the mayor, and other people who looked like newscasters and mostly drove really nice cars. We were the youngest people there by about 15 years, and were of a handful of people under 50. I'd like to think that we add a little diversity to our city government. We even now have a family postcard from our state senator. Why he's passing out extras in February beats us. We're actually pretty surprised that guy could be a senator... But if you ever want to write to Senator Jones, we've got his address on our fridge. Ordinarily, you kind of assume that if the words 'cordially invited' are included in an invitation, you're sure to be the recipient of fine food and great entertainment. Well, we got a Christmas card. And funeral potatoes. And some free mints we stole from the centerpiece. But we still love DeWitt, and will definitely be active in the next state election. And I'm still trying to get more sidewalks and bike lanes up and running.