When my youngest son was really small, I used to take him with me when I voted. For him, waiting in line and then waiting while I used the machine was more than worth it if he got to push the big green “vote” button at the end. When he was a little older, I decided to show him how ballots and voting worked by holding a mock election in our home. I wanted something a little less abstract for him than presidential politics, though. Since Election Day came just a few weeks before Thanksgiving, I decided the family could vote on the main dish. Doing this was such a hit that what started out as a simple civics lesson is now a much-anticipated yearly tradition. Would it be Ham or Turkey? Or perhaps the perennial underdog – Cornish Game Hens, known in our home as TPCs (Tiny Personal Chickens)?
But this year I will be voting by absentee ballot. (I’m throwing away my vote to the fringe party candidate – Duck.) That’s because a few years ago I was asked if I would be willing to work at the polls. My husband insists that the volunteers there must have noticed that I was just too darn cheerful about being there. I suspect that it was because I looked like someone who might bring homemade cookies. Whatever the reason they asked, I thought it would be a neat experience. Little did I know then that I would end up working in a swing state in an election with historic turnout rates!
As much as I like voting, I don’t generally like politics. It’s the one topic you are unlikely to read about on this blog. But I would like to urge everyone to vote. Whatever your party or position, I think high turnout rates are a hopeful sign. Making your voice heard is never pointless.
And if you happen to be in Charlotte, Precinct 128 has cookies. I’ve brought enough to share!