Today I fulfilled my civic duty and voted early. I went to Woodville to vote as I didn’t feel like searching for a parking space and dealing with the long lines at the courthouse. You’d think that this would have made me happy, but it didn’t. I was concerned about the long lines that would await me if I had waited and voted at my normal precinct on November 4, 2008. Then it struck me that, it was precisely that that made voting fun.
I believe that voters have particular patterns that they follow each election cycle. I always vote as soon as the polls open and I always see the same motley crew and we share a few laughs and some good natured ribbing with each other. I will not get to see them this year or the poll workers who always kid me that I will vote Republican. Many of my local precinct workers always ask about my family and how they are doing. When I voted today I did not know a single poll worker.
There are strict rules that must be followed when you go to vote but there is a certain camaraderie that has built up over the year’s like that old television show “cheers” where everybody knows your name. In the most important election that will probably occur in my lifetime, I went to Woodville. In doing so I made my day on November 4 a little bit easier.
But what I also did was to take the fun out of the voting process. For that I am truly sorry. Not so much for me completing the political process but for missing out on the renewing of long standing relationships. You know the kind, where you can look back at your neighbor behind you and say: “You’re mother is so old, she went to Pre-K with McCain…!”