P. S. or maybe A. S. ante-script...The above picture was taken by Chuck with his iPhone. It's really hard to believe that Catherine and I are wearing the same skinny jeans. The down coat and Roma headband kind of negate any benefits of skinny jeans!
By nature, I am not a political person. Nevertheless, two things this year conspired to make me just a little more political.
First of all, I awoke to find that my dear friend Kikka had sent me a fb message from Roma asking me if Obama should resign if he loses. I replied to her with a brief American civics lesson on the Founding Fathers' concept of checks and balances, as well as on the differences between our form of government and a Parliamentary one. Needless to say, that kind of put me in a mood to vote, so I did, although without much enthusiasm given the choice of candidates we had.
The other reason that this was an unually political election for me was that one of our good friends, Rhonda Adams, was running for Fayetteville City Alderman. Now I have never known a political candidate or even an elected official before now. So this blog is about Rhonda and our election-day involvement with her campaign.
First of all, some random facts/observances about campaigning:
1. National elections are held on the first Tuesday in November.
2. Campaigners and campaign signs must not be within 100 feet of the polling places.
3. Polling places around here are generally held in churches.
4. I find #3 ironic since our country is founded on the separation of church and state, but I digress.
5. Polls open here at 7:30 am and close at 7:30 pm.
6. Bill, along with Chuck, manned the polling place from 7:30 to 10:30 am. Then Bill, Catherine, and I worked at the polling place from 4:30 pm until the polls closed.
7. Campaigners cannot speak to voters.
8. It was surprisingly windy.
9. Campaign signs make good sails.
10. Campaign signs make good wind breaks.
11. One should wear leather and not fleece gloves to hold signs because of #8 and #9.
12. As the hours pass, you can watch the sky change.
13. Addendum to #12: Chuck and I were reminded of the Roman sky with the circling storni at sunset.
Although Bill, Catherine, and I held signs for Rhonda, we could not vote for her because she lives in a different ward from us.
You know where you can vote because a sign tells you so.
Rhonda had all sorts of signs made up. This one I wore on my sweater.
Below is the official sign.
When the Police and the Firemen support you, there are big signs. Rhonda's husband, Chuck, is on the left.
Below is Catherine and next to her are two cops.
Based on appearance, I'm sure Catherine got more votes than I did!
Here's Bill at work.
This is Chuck. I neither decapitated him nor photoshopped his head into the picture!
Separation of church and state?
A little campaigner. Her grandfather was running for office.
Catherine and Rhonda at the Watch Party.
Catherine and Roberta at the Watch Party.
Catherine and Chuck's parents, Maxine and Roy, at the Watch Party.
Catherine looking like a politician-in-training!
Catherine and Rhonda notice me with the camera; meanwhile, Bill is glued to the TV!
Note: Elvis Presley has 0% of the vote for Governor!
Roberta is a very avid democrat. She loves politics and is giddy with election fever!
I look exhausted because, thanks to Daisy keeping me up the night before, I only had five hours' sleep.
Chuck and Rhonda, plus a little campaigner, Julia, notice I'm taking a picture. Roberta and Bob Moberly watching election returns on the TV.
The next morning. The TV crawl reads that Rhonda won the election!
Congratulations, Rhonda!
