As a GOTV-er I walk through Gahanna neighborhoods, knocking on doors of registered Democrats to find out if they're on board for Hillary and the other candidates on the Democratic ticket; to make sure they're still registered; and to strongly encourage everyone to vote early. I also try to recruit volunteers. And I leave literature with undecided voters and on door steps (that's called "dropping the lit").
Even though I'm walking alone, I've never felt afraid canvassing here in Gahanna; people are generally nice whether we're on the same political side or not.
There was one exception, however, a middle-aged lady in an affluent neighborhood who, as soon as I said, "Hi, my name is Patti, I'm a volunteer with the Hillary campaign, and I was wondering if..." shouted "NO!" and slammed the door in my face but not before letting out two of the biggest, angriest, barking-est beagle dogs - okay, they were only beagles, but they were big! and mad! - who chased me down the driveway and continued barking at me as I hurried down the block.
They must have been hard-core Trump beagles.