The most surprising part of voting this year was the “slurp” machine; that’s the sound it made when I fed it my ballot. I waited anxiously for the little screen to say I was successful, which it did, but for a prolonged few seconds I wasn’t so sure.
Now if only they keep the same polling place and the same voting method for the next time we vote, it will be a cinch.
I talked to my daughter in Colorado, and she told me I’d be proud of our four grandchildren and their friends. Everybody 18 and over voted for the first time this year. They read the guidelines, talked over the candidates and the issues and voted their own minds. One of them, Jaque, was a little worried when her brother, Toby, had not voted yet at 4 p.m. She told her mother, “Toby better go vote on his dinner break, and he better vote Republican or he’s going to be in trouble with this family.” I love opinion in young adults. She knew who she wanted to win, and she voiced her opinion.
As we all know now, the Republican didn’t win, but what a great lesson in citizenship, to vote for the first time. Some may say an 18-year-old doesn’t know what they are doing, voting that young, to which I say, if they can join our military and put their lives on the line for our country, then they are old enough to vote.
Well, guess it’s time to move on to that other November event, Thanksgiving. This time next week, we’ll be up to our collective elbows in making stuffing and pies and getting ready for family to visit. If you know somebody who will be alone on Thanksgiving, take a plate of turkey and trimmings to them and visit a bit; or if you are alone, there are community dinners that will welcome you with open arms. Please don’t be alone.