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Election Day

It's all over but the shouting now.  We have but to await the results.  Mike and I went to our town elementary school to vote.  The governor's race is supposed to be very close--too close to predict.  I sincerely hope that it is not so close that the agony is prolonged.  How sad that that is how I think of this election season--agony.
I used to be more enthusiastic and involved.

One of my earliest memories is of being carried into the polling place in Olyphant, Pennsylvania in the arms of my maternal grandfather.  He died when I was three, so this is a really early memory.  I do believe I recall, though, that he let me pull on the lever of the voting machine.  Maybe that was the first time I actually cast a ballot.

I think that  our first television set came in time for my parents to watch the Eisenhower-Stevenson campaigns from the national Conventions right on through to the election--that must have been 1952ish. I mean, I think that is the major reason why my parents got a television in the first place.  I do remember that they watched the process again for the 1956 Presidential election.  My father had no use whatsoever for Eisenhower in a way that went beyond the fact that he was a staunch Democrat.  I remember this because I had the vague apprehension that my father would be in big trouble for not supporting the President--like government officials were going to knock on our door and take him away.  I'm sure the news and political discussions that I paid no real attention to were part of the background of my growing up.  Doesn't that childish fear kind of symbolize the paranoia of the time?

All politicians should have 3 hats - one to throw into the ring, one to talk through, and one to pull rabbits out of if elected.   Carl Sandburg

Comments

  1. Oklahoma will be electing its first woman governor this year. I think it will be a close race between the two candidates but I'm excited that we are moving forward.

    Carl Sandburg was right!

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  2. Love the Carl Sanburg quote.

    I think today takes all of us down memory lane.

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  3. I am just so glad it over...the spending of money on stupid campaign ads, the shouting and attack ads, the whole shootin match.

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  4. The Sandburg quote is perfect. Loved reading your memory of voting with your grandfather and worrying about your father.

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