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A few things to clear up this morning.

So far I have had two responses to my letter to the CA Board the other day. One from CA President Milton Matthews and one from River Hill Rep Chao Wu. I appreciate their prompt replies.

As I only received three entries into my “caption this photograph” contest (really, folks?) I’m going to reward all three of them for taking the initiative to enter. Look for more news on that in an upcoming post.

Candidate for County Executive Calvin Ball had a meet and greet event yesterday at Club Pooche. If you think candidates are only interested in shaking hands or kissing babies, think again. Pols with pups may be the wave of the future. And possibly fewer germs were being spread during flu season—a win for everyone, I’d say.

County Council member Jon Weinstein is running ads on Facebook asking “How Would You Make Howard County Better?” Do you have any suggestions for him? Looking forward and asking for input from constituents is great. It’s also safe to say the Mr. Weinstein will face a good deal of scrutiny on his actual job performance on the council as he campaigns for re-election.

I urge you to go see A Time to Speak tonight at Abiding Savior Lutheran Church in Hickory Ridge if you are able. I was there last night and it is a moving and powerful performance.



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