The day started with a sweet view between two booths of a bald eagle. Perched a top a dead tree close to the river. it stood sentinel on the tips of the wind blown branches that eerily reached upward like the palm of a hand the fingers pointing to the sky. Looked ready to hold an apple, instead an eagle magestically watching. A smaller one showed up later and then they never returned.
Thanks to people like the blind man that came at the last minute, the man who had to have the ballot taken to his car because he is so close to death, but has never missed in 30 years. Chuck told me about his service in the marines during the Korean and Vietnam Wars.
It was worth the 14 hours. And thanks that Jaden can read so he can do his homework with out mom there the whole time. Miracles all around.
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