Our Vote is sacred. Folks died for it and I don't mean 200 years ago. Try 1964. I was a kid, but I remember whole groups in this republic were at gunpoint denied the vote.
So yeah, I take it seriously. I filled out the Ballot took it to the post office...done. It was a very warm winter day so went for a long walk. A few miles round trip. To the Brooklyn Museum of Art and back. Folks were out in shorts and t-shirts. Trees budding kids laughing. It was a good day.
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