Nervous time. Less than 6 hours until Dixville Notch
Having run for local office several times (some successful, some not) I always get the same feelings on Election Eve. As the sun goes down and the shadows grow long, walking those last few miles with bundles of campaign literature as my feet travel through the piles of crunching leaves at the side of the roads. The quiet of the night brings reflection on what has happened and what is yet to come. Did we do enough? Do people understand, care?
Phone calls until we start to wonder if it is too late to make another call. Plans for donuts and coffee for poll workers the next day. More phone calls as voting tallies are picked up from local polls to get out the Dems who haven't voted yet. Then darkness again and off to the local Elks club to gather with friends and supporters and get the raw election results.
Election Night the polls close and we wait. Maybe a half hour later the first person shows up from a polling precinct clutching a piece of paper with numbers on it, usually with a poker face, win or lose. We know our districts and from the first raw results can usually determine if we won or lost. Won District 5? Hurrah, a Republican district. Lost District 7? Ouch, that one is usually Republican.
I'm retired now and moved to another state (to NC from NJ) but I truly miss it. I wish I could be there again one more time.
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