A Party on Main Street
The sun was turning golden in late afternoon when I walked down to my polling place today. Main Street looked lovely, and with this flag perfectly illuminated at the moment I walked toward it I thought what being able to cast a vote means to all of us in every town and city all over this country. We whine, boast, throw mud in each others’ faces, but in the end we have this one basic right that ensures us a say in what happens to us.
I thought of my mother and my older relatives, the children of immigrants who had left one tyranny after another and risked their lives to come here to freedom, that “greatest generation” always so proud to cast their vote, who I used to drive to the polls and be proudly introduced to their friends from grade school who were electoral workers. They left this to me.
People die for this right all over the world, every day.
African-americans in this country died for this right barely 50 years ago.
Women in this country died for this right less than 100 years ago.
Veterans who served under this flag died to ensure this right to us in every conflict from our founding.
Standing there on the sidewalk with my camera pointed at this gently waving flag, waiting for the perfect moment, whatever that would be, I was intensely grateful for the safety of my street, for the people who honked and waved at me seeing what I was doing, for my freedom to creatively express myself without fear of reprisal, and I knew that, pacifist that I am, if any foreign nation came along to try to take that moment away from me I’d be on the front lines risking my life to keep this freedom for all of us.
I’m glad all I need to do is vote.
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I love it when you write about your dear mom.
November 9, 2015 at 6:37 pm
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I forgot to say that is really a nice picture of Main Street Carnegie-I can’t believe that a little store like Hanna’s is still thriving in business. Not much was left after the flood but they still hung in there.
November 7, 2012 at 8:20 am
Sharon, I’m glad you like it~it’s very meaningful to me, and the “undercurrent” of that flood was part of what was in my mind. I remember standing on West Main Street on that day and I remember how hard we all worked to clean up and bring it back. Main Street is my “other” favorite subject.
November 7, 2012 at 10:01 am
This says it all!! Thanks Bernadette
November 7, 2012 at 7:21 am
Very powerful, Bernadette; thank you for sharing this. Wonderful photo.
November 7, 2012 at 7:18 am
Thanks, Composer–I was so moved, literally, in that moment that the whole thing came to me and it was all I could do to get home and put it together.
November 7, 2012 at 10:00 am
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