Soaked Vote

On Missouri’s election day, I’ll be in West Virginia.

One might think that a primary election is skippable. Sadly, too many folks do. That’s why I made it a point to vote absentee.

When I rolled into the parking lot at the election commission, the thunderstorm was just about to hit.

As I paused to weigh my options, the first few drops began to fall.

I was thinking that getting soaked to the bone was going to be pretty awful. Then I realized that being a hypocryite who complains about the outcome without voting is worse than any drenching.

My clothes and shoes eventually dried. The only thing left is for me to complain about the results, which I earned the right to do by showing up.

About the author: I am Stephen Kennedy, an experienced photographer with more than 2500 completed sessions in all 50 US states.

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