Voting at the Firehouse
Early this morning, Richard, Bryn and I walked two blocks to the neighborhood firehouse, which is also our polling place. A friend from church greeted us -- serving as a poll worker today. There was a line with people of various races -- at least five distinct ethnicities. Bryn met a Dalmatian and we voted. Our red "I voted" sticker is in three languages.Happy times.
posted by Woman In Love @ 11:05 AM
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