We headed on down to our Polling Place this morning at about 8:15am and found a moderately long line.
Everyone came prepared this year with reading materials and technology to pass the time.
People seemed in fine spirits and waited patiently for their turn in the voting booth.
And it didn’t hurt that these spanky fellows were handing out cookies, granola bars, and water to the intrepid voters.
HWMBO was surprised by the line as he’s never seen one here when he’s voted in previous elections.
She has family in Alaska, her daughter, which explains the sweatshirt, and a nephew who is a survivor of a fishing vessel (The Katmai?) that sank recently which claimed the lives of other crewmen. We’re a chatty neighborhood, don’t you know.
Ignoring the challenges some of us faced when we finally got to the voting booths, it was a very neighborly affair and seemed well organized if you ignore the voters who were surprised to find they were not on the voter roll and would have to take a provisional ballot.
If only the Spanky Boys had been serving coffee it would have been perfect.