Hurtling across the American heartland on a post-election road trip

I had election stories to file last week before I could hit the road again. It was 11:00 a.m. Wednesday morning before I’d met my deadlines, packed the car, picked up a large bag of malt vinegar Kettle chips, in preference to Cheetos or gold fish, and filled my cooler with soft drinks, water bottles […]

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