Posted inNewsbyIrene Jackson April 25, 2025 8:00 amApril 24, 2025 4:55 pmI was in my early 20s when someone I worked with convinced me to volunteer for a provincial party in an upcoming election. I had no idea what that really meant, but it sounded simple enough. Answer some phones, knock on a few doors.So I went for it. A little bit of training as to how to approach people and what to say, and I was on my way.I liked working in the campaign office, it was simple enough. The knocking on doors part was, well, a little more of an eye opener.A lot of people weren’t home or didn’t answer, so I just pushed a leaflet through the mail slot. Easy. And of the ones who did answer the door, most were polite and at least took my leaflet.But then there were the ones who had to, let’s just say “share” their ideas about the election and the candidates. There were a few who called me nasty names. And there were those who basically just slammed the door in my face. Yep, sometimes it’s rough out there f...
