Today as I left the polling station I was reminded how blessed we are to live in America.
Walking past the voters waiting in line, I observed a cross-section of humanity rarely gathered together in one place at one time.
Old and young, short and tall, thin and wide, high-school dropouts and college grads.
A lanky bearded baby-boomer, with faded jeans and a headband, waited patiently in line behind a young businessman in a blue suit and tie.
Elderly widows with canes stood alongside young moms with babies. Asians, Blacks, Hispanics, and Whites populated the long queue. There was no intimidation, no rowdiness, no disrespect shown to anyone.
Republicans, Democrats, and Independents; we all gathered together to peacefully share in this most wonderful of American rituals: the opportunity to vote. Continue reading