Last week I cast the most emotional vote of my life. I never thought this day would come and am delighted to see my cynicism proven wrong. Whit, Luke and I waited in line for nearly two hours. He was incredibly good, working the crowd like a miniature politician himself. He didn’t get crabby until the very end, and I just let him cry it out.
Tomorrow I’ll be working as a pollwatcher. It’ll probably be a long day because they’re trying to get permission to leave the polls open until 9:00 p.m. Anyone who is in line at 9:00 gets to vote and then I have to stay until they reconcile the machines, so I doubt I’ll be home before 11:00 p.m. That’s okay, this is democracy and freedom’s never free.