MoBob left me at the polling place (the local school) this morning at 6:20am. I was probably the 20th person in line, and I was part of the first group allowed in to vote when the doors opened at 7am. What a day. It ended with happy tears. This was the first time I've ever voted in the US.
I was a Hillary fan, and it took me a long while to warm up to Obama. But I donated, and volunteered, and now I feel proud. Proud to be married to someone who was so supportive and who followed the election so closely. Proud to live in a diverse, vibrant city. Proud to see the lines and lines of voters. Proud to be an American. (And I was so disappointed that during McCain's graceful and gracious concession speech that his supporters had the bad manners to boo when he mentioned the President-Elect. While Obama supporters cheered when he spoke of McCain.)
By 8:30am the lines were around the block
The neighborhood organized an election watch party.
The outside segment of the party
Signing the victory banner
The inside segment with a huge screen
We were mesmerized the entire evening - the hosts are a Tibetan-American couple
That is really neat! I wish I had had a place to go for the election. My friends are all Republicans for the most part outside of work, and I didn't want to go to a bar where I didn't know anyone. But it was still amazing to watch.