Somewhere in rural northeastern Pennsylvania, there’s a polling place staffed almost entirely by my family. Dad (judge of elections), Mom (certified poll-watcher) and Aunt A. (poll worker) report steady, longer-than-average lines from the very start of the day—including a good number of people waiting outside when Dad rolled up to open the polling place. On their lunch break, Mom and Dad also said there were lots of new and inactive voters.
I’ve lived abroad most of my adult life, so I’ve never worked an election. But I really, really appreciate everyone who does. GOTV folks are crucial, as are ballot-curers and other volunteers, but the local folks who give a whole day to help others cast their ballots are really special. Even the ones who aren’t related to me. If you’re out there doing this work today, thank you.
Open thread for your reports from the field or whatever else you’ve got.
