Small community voting pleasures
The little NC town marked by my zip code has a population of about 1300. Voting precinct is the Community Center - a building about the size of my open living/dining/ kitchen room. It's a very red area of Appalachia, where 71% went to Dumpf in 2020, same for Sara Palin in the past. Today I walk in to vote and the judge who checked me in was a longtime friend, whose wife was past President of the non-profit I direct. He's an IT whiz and a craft beer brewer much in demand for local parties. The judge who handed me my ballot was another longtime friend, and we share interests in collecting rubber chickens and making our "trademark" cocktails (his is martinis, mine black russians). The observer sitting quietly nearby, another friend, a member of the camping group my wife and I are part of, and like my wife, a retired nurse. I declared to all present, in the line or otherwise "I love voting in person on Voting Day, it makes me feel part of a community." All those friends I know to be progressive democrats, so had to assume statistically everyone else was repub. Nevertheless, murmurs and amens all agreed - voting in the little hall was a part of community.
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