Patrick Roath walked the path to one front door after another on a quiet tree-lined street in Stoughton. It was a muggy July evening and he was hunting for votes — one door-knock at a time.
Many residents weren’t home from work yet; others were busy making dinner for their families and politely declined to talk politics.
One woman, who came to her door, accepted Roath’s campaign leaflet, but appeared uninterested in a conversation…