I needed to check our poll numbers and identify areas that we might win if we redeployed volunteers, so after Zack and Milo left for the airport, I went straight to the Noodle House. As always, I took whatever chair was vacant, cleared a space on the table in front of me, and opened my laptop. Before I settled in with my polls and volunteer lists, I googled Graham Meighen. The portrait accompanying his executive profile was the usual head-and-shoulders shot of the flourishing businessman. He was sixty-four and there were few surprises in his biography. He was born in Storthoaks, Saskatchewan, a town that now had a population of fewer than one hundred. He had a degree in business from the University of Saskatchewan. He ran his father-in-law’s construction company for years before becoming CEO of Lancaster Development. He served on a number of boards. Seemingly, he was a successful man and a wealthy one. I was still staring at Graham Meighen’s portrait when I realized the second hour of Quinlan Live was about to start.
