Monday, June 4, 2018
I accompanied him to the Secretary of State's office in Hastings, Michigan.
He took two of the tickets when he entered. He mumbled, "I know that." after I pointed it out to him.
After about forty-five minutes the clerk called his number. He took a slight detour on the way up to the counter. He handed his extra number to a mother with a young child who entered the facility significantly after we did.
I think the old coot planned that all along.