In which The Donald makes his presence felt in The Suburban Sprawl →[More:] I'm on my way home with my older son after celebrating my mom's 80th birthday in Buffalo. Yesterday my wife and younger son discovered someone had broken our dining room window. Bummer. It happened once before several years ago.
Tonight another window was broken. Mrs. Doohickie seems to think it may be intimidation courtesy of Heir Trump's fans. We have a Bernie sign in the front yard.
I won't be able to get home until tomorrow. This is pretty frustrating, to say the least.