Daily Archives: August 12, 2018

My husband would be unhappy…

Posted on August 12, 2018 by forstegrupp

But I rode my bike without a helmet to deliver absentee ballots to people who live at the edge of my ward which means several blocks from our house. Why didn’t I ever think of riding my bike before? It … Continue reading →

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