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We finally made it. We’ve now visited all 67 counties in Alabama on our campaign trail.
Last Thursday, we visited No. 66—Dallas County— and No. 67—Wilcox County.
But this isn’t just checking boxes as we battle for Alabama’s future. These are visits where we meet with leaders in the community and ordinary citizens, in board rooms and in meat-and-threes. These have not been jet-set trips where we’ve flown in on the state plane, and soared right back out.
We started out in Selma with a meeting with economic development folks, then met with Darrio Melton, the mayor of Selma, and his staff. Good folks. They’re working toward a real bright future for Selma.
From there we went to Wilcox County, and hit Camden. I’m telling you, if you ever get to Camden, stop at Jackson’s Fried Chicken and get the chicken on a bun. We tried the mild. There is a hot, but I’m not sure I’d have been able to handle that. But the mild was some of the best you’ll ever eat.
Afterward we went to Brewton and met with Mayor Yank Lovelace and talked about how to bring people together and how to improve education with community leaders and state resources. From there, it was on to Saraland for a Boy Scouts dinner that honored our friend Newton Cromer, a City Council member there.
It was a long day, an interesting day and a day well spent. We left Huntsville at 6 a.m. and didn’t get back until 12:45 a.m. the following day (The Longest Day). It’s that same energy I’ll show when I’m elected governor, and it’s why I’m asking for your support.
Throughout the rest of the campaign, I’ll remember a group of eight men we ran into at a McDonalds in Brewton when we stopped in for a cup of coffee. They get together every day, and they’re not afraid to pull punches. They asked me, “Are you going to be honest, or are you going to be a crook like everybody else in Montgomery?”
I assured them I would be honest and I’d bring a much-needed change to the business-as-usual in Montgomery. We made some new friends—and even had some of them asking for yard signs.
Somebody asked if we did anything crazy when we crossed the Wilcox County line, the 67th county, like stop to take a picture.
We just high-fived and said, “Let’s start all over!”