One of my cherished memories of childhood is going with my Dad when he voted on election day. He drove a city bus in Mobile, Alabama, so he usually went to work early and got off in time to go to the polling place at a local school after work. Often, he would take me along. I was always impressed that this was a priority for him and that he wanted to share this experience with me. I have rarely missed an election and voted by absentee ballot when I was on active duty during the Vietnam era. Voting is not just a privilege for me but a responsibility as well. There are many around the world who do not have this opportunity. As a result, I don’t have a lot of patience for those who say, “I am just not going to vote.” The last time I looked, we have more than two choices, even in the Presidential election. And if you don’t like any of those available on the ballot, you have the option in most places to ...
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