Tuesday, November 8th

Unlike the last election, there were no lines at the voter booths. I walked in, found my district, and signed in. One of my neighbors stood ahead of me. There was some confusion with his name. Whether it began with an N or an H. He bantered with the volunteers. I learned he was once a mailman; he stopped delivering mail in 1968, Once the spelling of his name was determined, he stepped aside and the volunteer found my name.

Once inside the voting booth, I began to pull levers. My neighbor entered the booth next to me. He began to sing. I heard a volunteer say, "No singing in the voting booth," then louder. "No singing in the voting booth!" My neighbor let his voice trail off. His mumbled words disappeared. I finished voting, returned the lever to its orignial position, and left. Posted by eku at November 8, 2005 9:20 AM