"You!" he says, jabbing his finger at me as he walks by without slowing.
It's been a rough few days of voter registration, cold and rainy, and hours of work didn't produce much on Sat or Sun. So this morning I'm outside at 7:45A in chilly drizzle, asking again "Are you registered to vote?"
"You!" he says, jabbing his finger at me as he walks by without slowing. "You hooked me up! I got my registration card with the Saturday mail! Thank you!"
Sometimes people remember the small efforts you make on their behalf. A while later, he passes in the opposite direction and thanks me again
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Sometimes volunteering can remind us that people really are nice. Everything is so negative these days that it's a surprise when we see first hand that perfect strangers are cordial and funny and interesting.
Some of the finest people live in the less-than-affluent, as it were, neighborhoods.
K/R!
:notworthy: I bow to the mighty GOTV people!
Julie
PS No bowing icon so have an lolcat instead!
