Election Day
I stood in line after work. To vote. For mayor. And state supreme court judge. And the city council and school board. My voting venue is pleasant. The city’s botanical garden. I was in a line of 25 or so, with more gathering behind me. I pass yellow sample ballots posted on the wall. And announcements about garden clubs, orchid sales, and volunteer opportunities. A big window framed budding vines. Soon. Soon spring will really be here. I get to the table. I appreciate the elderly poll workers, there with their Election Day Manuals, but I do wish they would move a little faster. I get my ballot and head to a blue voting booth with spindly legs. If I lean while voting, it would certainly crash to the floor. There are cords connecting them, one to the next, to bring electricity to small lights. I finish. A machine sucks in my ballot. I’m done. I pass people in line with babies and head into the drizzle. A dog waits. The daffodils are close to bursting. And I voted.
posted by Lucia @ 6:59 PM
10 Comments:
I always well up when i vote. The long lines. What that represents. Good or bad. We vote.
I, too, love the elderly poll workers, and their dedication to their task.
All uncontested races in my area, with the exception of the Supreme Court as well.
I often wonder at what age I can start being an election worker - who will take over when these ladies are gone?
My dad is one of those elderly poll workers. They are so sweet and it's such a long tiring day for them. I am always extra nice to the poll workers.
and I, for one, am glad you did!
I have never read a description of voting that was so lovely.
And the elderly (and methodically slow) poll workers are the same no matter where one votes.
Why is that?
Always vote. The right wing b****rds always win because too many of us don't bother to vote.
YES! I'm like Jen, I well up as well, what freedom we have and how unfortunate it is that more folks don't exercise their right to vote.
I worked an election the first year that I could vote. It's a very interesting experience, I must say. Here, in Canada, each party has the right to place an observer at any and all polling stations. It's a great way to get a feel for the process.
We just had municipal elections in November, have a Provincial election scheduled for this fall and may be facing our third federal election in three years in the Spring.
For the record, it IS possible to have too much of a good thing.
My grandma always worked the polls. Which makes me extra-proud to vote.
I think more people would vote if they could vote in such a lovely place. I wonder if it would affect the voting itself? Eh, I'm an optimist.
Ahhhh! Your blog is backwards.
Alright, I'm over it.
Voting around here is akin to going to a monster truck show. There are bubba trucks out front and hillbillies inside. I get in and out as quickly as humanly possible.
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