I got to my polling place around 8:00am this morning and took my place at the back of the line. It wasn’t bad, just 20 people or so, but it was far longer than the almost non-existent lines I’d experienced the last few elections.
Here we are, waiting outside a T-Mobile store on Ventura Boulevard in Tarzana:
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| From 2008 Photobook |
Are all polling signs around the country the same? Ours is this:
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| From 2008 Photobook |
Out of the 20 people in our line, there were at least 10 different ethnicities evident, and probably more that weren’t evident. I felt proud to be in that line, with those people, at that particular moment. I teared up, and not for the first time.
My district uses the Inka-Vote system. After carefully filling out all my votes and double- and triple-checking them, I took this photo:
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| From 2008 Photobook |
I’ll remember this day for the rest of my life.