At election time, people often put a sign in their yard or window declaring who they're voting for (and who they want you to vote for). The people who live in this house just want you to vote.
A polling place can be a school, a church or even someone's garage. Late this morning we walked Boz to James Madison Elementary School to cast our votes on a few state measures, and in the presidential primary.
Today was the first time I remember having to stand in line and wait to vote. The poll workers said there had been a steady stream of voters all morning. As I waited, a young man came out smiling. I smiled back.
"My first time voting," he said.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" I said.
"Yeah. Feels good."
"It'll still feel this good twenty years from now," I promised him.