For a dark Twitter feed, the moments in Montana politics that make it a job of highs and lows:

At my 1st rally: Tiny, grandmotherly woman asks “You that politician?” then sucker punches me in the mouth. Bc the genetically modified wolves the govt brought from Alaska! she says.

In my sister& #39;s bsmt (where& #39;d I& #39;d been staying to save $ during legislative campaign):

Knocks on my door Election Day morning, hands me cup of coffee, says she has never truly known pride in another person until seeing me walk a first-time voter through how to register to vote.

In a voter& #39;s home, while canvassing in the snow:

He hands me a loaded gun.