VOTE

I remember the first time I got to vote. I was so very excited to exercise my right to vote. It is a right that came with a huge price paid by many others who came before me. I love that I live in a free country where I can make a difference and have a voice. It is a humbling blessing to stand inside a warm library, with no fear for my life and cast a ballot. We did wait almost two hours. I pray we get a wonderful turn out this year; by people who have taken time to study the issues and the long term effects of the votes. I was thrilled to run into three friends at the polls. We were the youngest by 25 years minimum. It makes me wonder why my peers are not more interested in the future. Of course that is a stereotype, saying my generation is less interested. But it feels real. Liberty, justice and equality have become banners for calling good evil and evil good. It makes me sad to see how our nation is slipping.

The Glass globe ballot jar (to the right) was like the slot-top wooden ballot box, this 1884 box with a glass chamber is typical of the devices used to secure single party tickets. The image of the glass ballot box became a symbol of democratic self-government. Imagine my wait today if we didn't have technology. Of course I wouldn't have had the right to vote back then. In the Utah territory it was around 1870 when Women could vote. Utah was one of the first states in the union to allow it. It wasn't until 1920 when the 19th amendment granted women the right to vote. I'm not big on the women's movement. I feel women are amazing and gifted daughter of God and don't understand why any woman would feel inferior to a man. We are different. One isn't better than another to me. My vote is: I love men- I married the best one and I love being a woman.