The block
The morning after the 2000 presidential election I drove my daughter to school and then went to the neighborhood coffee shop on Northwest 32nd because I needed to be with other adults asking, what just happened? Never in my lifetime had I awakened to an undecided race. In 2004 the presidential election was conceded more quickly. I watched Kerry's concession speech while the backhoe digging a trench for the new side sewer narrowly missed hitting my picture window.
Last week I made another morning-after trip to the same coffee shop on Sunset Hill where 65th crosses 32nd.