Heading out to vote today. I thought I’d take advantage of early voting — not so much to avoid the last-minute crowds, as to get it over with before I decide to exercise my right not to vote at all for the first time in my adult life. And I really don’t want to do that.

Jimmy Carter hung on, less to celebrate his 100th birthday than to make it to the start of early voting in Georgia. That says something to me about old-fashioned patriotism, love of country, sense of duty, or whatever you choose to call it.

So my daughter-in-law and I are off — not to see the Wizard — but to the polling place, about a 12-minute drive from here, to earn our “I Voted” stickers.

I only wish Harry Truman were still on the ballot.

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
10/21/24