Fittingly, it’s a beautiful day today…and an important one, to boot. And there are duties and tributes to be made before going any further, and they have nothing to do with politics. You see, an unspecified number of years ago, the world was given a pretty wonderful gift, though it doesn’t always realize, in the form of a remarkable woman.
She’s strong, funny, smart, thoughtful, loving and all around great!! And the day simply wouldn’t be complete without my being able to say “Happy Birthday, Mom!!” I hope the day is full of pleasures great and small and that the day’s end brings you, and all of us, one more pretty terrific gift.
It truly is a beautiful day in Massachusetts today, sunny and bright, with temperatures easily in the low sixties. Talk about your brand new days. It’s completely unexpected and totally delightful…and I like to think it will encourage as many people to get out and vote as possible.
Today was my first time voting in Orleans, and so it was a new polling place and new rules, after being used to Eastham for so many years. It seems the town is split into two districts…and rather than voters being listed alphabetically by last name, we are alphabetical by Street Name. This meant I had to switch from one line to another once or twice, but my fellow voters were pretty patient with me…and truth be told, hardly seemed less confused than I. Despite that, our lines moved pretty quickly and everything seem to be running smoothly.
It’s an exciting thing, isn’t it? Stepping up and making your mark, officially doing your part to make your voice, your opinion heard and recorded? It always makes me feel good…and it’s a good feeling that really isn’t predicated on who wins or who loses. There’s time to think about that later on, as the votes are counted or disregarded or contested or what-have-you, and however that plays out, we will make the best of it. We Americans may be annoying and obnoxious sometimes, but we are good at getting through difficult times, too.
For now, it’s enough to have gone out and done my bit. (Either that, or I’m simply giddy that, for a week or two, anyway, the whole seemingly-infinite campaign cycle has drawn to a close.)
As I was driving into the parking lot, I had spotted my friend Vicky amongst the people who were lining the driveway to the polling place with signs for various candidates. It was such a nice day and I was feeling good about having voted, so before moving on to the rest of my day, I spent a little time with Vicky and took my turn waving a sign or two for our candidates, both national and local.
Interestingly, there was only one sign for McCain-Palin pushed into the ground a little ways down the road…and the only person who’d been there waving a sign for those candidates earlier had apparently given up the ghost.
Not to belabor the point, but I can’t let the day go by without showing you this local Republican Campaign Headquarters.
I wonder if they thought, when renting the space, about the irony of their operation being housed in a defunct local bank, or if that was just something that occurred to them in more recent weeks.
At any rate, I have a feeling this is one drive-thru in town that won’t be giving out lollypops today.