As I have previously written, I have known Keith a long time, long before he ever became a candidate for Mayor of the City of Toledo.
Several occurrences have transpired that lead me to believe that since formally announcing his latest candidacy Keith feels that I no longer even exist or that I am not worthy of being acknowledged.
You may ask what type of occurrences would cause me to come to such a conclusion. Well, I'll tell you.
I have been getting lots of Wilkowski campaign crap in various internet social networks, like twitter which I may soon block due to lack of personal contact and like the Keith Wilkowski for Mayor Facebook group that I did drop due to lack of personal contact, and from Ben Krompak or other cronies from the Wilkowski For Mayor Committee.
Then, there is the small matter of campaign literature and invitations sent to my house addressed solely to my wife, Judy Hansen, who just happens to be an elected official herself as a member of the Lucas County Educational Service Center Governing Board, serving in her third 4-year term. That is the same body to which I had been elected for three terms and had served twelve years before deciding not to seek re-election, but to which my wife then decided to seek.
At any rate, it is one thing to send campaign literature and invites to campaign social events to my wife and omit me but the biggest slap of all came in today's USPS mail. Today, I was somewhat aghast to see in the mail an invitation stating, in part:
Well, actually it is not the invitation that has left me aghast. It is the way the invitation is addressed. I mean, come on, what would you think if it were you - and you were Roland Hansen, the person who knew the candidate for many years (27+) and it was the candidate with whom you had worked with politically for years - and then you see the invitation addressed to:
What am I, chopped liver?