Mom was up at the crack of dawn on Election Day. Not because she wanted to be first in line to vote, but she had a more compelling reason. As captain of the team of volunteer poll workers, she needed to be at city hall, just across the street, before the voters started pouring in at 7 a.m. And always a stickler for details, mom wanted everything ship shape before the most important day of our democracy began.
Her biggest challenge at the end of the day, was to insure that each vote was counted and that the number of votes matched the number of signatures in that big voter registry document. If there was no match, sometimes she would not be home until after midnight until the “error” was resolved.
Imagine her horror if she was still doing this public service today.
