My father voted for the first time in his life. Sure, he had threatened to vote before, but he had never voted until yesterday.
Libby voted for the first time, as well.
Some people may celebrate the victory of the first black president as a landmark in history, but I prefer the family history. Yay, Dad and Libby!
Next election, we will have two more voters in the family. Maybe we can begin to turn things around again, so that we cast our votes by looking not at the color of a candidate's skin, but at the content of his or her character.