In the early 90, just as my wife and I got started on our adult lives, my parents moved out of New York leaving me without a "base." So every time I moved I had to get a new driver's license and register to vote. Over the course of a 2-year period I had 4 driver's licenses in 2 states.
That kind of moving can leave you disconnected from any community. I was in television at the time, which by nature is a transient environment, so aside from my wife, my work friendships and other community-related relationship lasted, at most, 8 months.
In the middle of this I landed in Newton Centre and found myself voting in the 1994 Senate race between Ted Kennedy and Mitt Romney. Yes, the election itself turned out to be a fascinating story, but for me the biggest thrill was the bake sale.
You see, the bake sale is part of the fabric of America. This is when parents take advantage of the flow of people into the schools and offer up some grassroots fund-raising.
So when I walked into the Mason-Rice School in Newton Centre and sitting there was a parent
selling brownies, banana breads, cookies and other goodies hand-made by parents, the proceeds of which would go to helping the school itself, I gladly exchanged the little money I had in my pocket for the calories of sugary goodness.
So today, when you go vote, stop by the bake sale and pick up a goodie. And if you vote over in West Newton, grab a piece of my banana bread or date-chocolate chip bread.
One bite and you'll feel part of my community forever.