Wednesday last, I took my absentee ballot to the county election board to cast my vote.
It took longer to find a place to park than it did to actually vote.
I went in and was assisted by the kindest older gentleman.
He first asked me if I was comfortable with everything about my ballot inside the sealed envelope.
After I assured him I was, he explained my ballot would go in the box, he would stamp the date on a receipt, then give me “the coveted I voted sticker”.
Then he asked me if I’d like to drop my ballot in the box.
Would I ever!
By sliding my envelope into that box, I exercised my 19th Amendment right and responsibility during the hundredth anniversary.
Votes for Women
I am eternally grateful to the women who came before me. The ones who fought tirelessly and selflessly to make this a reality. My voice is heard because of them.
Because of these women, these suffragettes, these community organizers, these mothers and daughters and sisters and wives, I have the right to vote.
I believe that right is also my responsibility.
The ultimate girl power!
I purposefully wore this mask in celebration of their hard work.
If you grew up in the 1970s and 80s like me this School House Rock song will be familiar to you:
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