My polling place in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood is inside a Catholic Church on busy James Street.
The best place — heck, the only place — to park is out back, where location to cast our ballot doesn’t look like much.
Old school, red bricks, simple and to the point, this place is. Fortunately, my schedule gave me a few minutes to visit before lunch.
It always gives me a thrill when I walk inside the doors to exercise my right in our democracy. Yes, even in what may be considered an off-year, 12 months before the biggie, when the vote will decide who replaces President Obama in the White House here in the United States of America.
When I stepped into the big and public multi-purpose room, one of the wonderful volunteers asked me which district was mine. Somewhat with shame, I offered my street address and they looked it up for me. Ward Nine. I was offered a ballot and pointed to a privacy station, I could either stand or sit to fill it in by pen. Afterward, I slid it into a scanner, proper side up, and watched the screen to make sure that my votes in each race were counted. Done. I handed the outer sleeve back to a volunteer.
It felt good.
Hey, fellow Americans, have you voted yet? Will you vote today, and if not, why? What type of polling place and voting machines do they have where you live?