I had the very odd experience of voting for myself today. It was a thrill, and I had to take several deep breaths to ensure that I was filling out my ballot correctly.
Flatteringly, the Journal sent a photographer to catch a shot of me at the ballot box—which I think is another good sign.
This afternoon I have a number of phone calls to make, and many thank you notes to write. The support from my family, my volunteers, my endorsers and my donors has made this all possible. I will never forget this experience, nor the scale of the help I’ve received.
Win or lose, I have no regrets. Speaking only for myself, it’s been worth every ounce of effort—though I expect the same is true for the many who have become invaluable during this campaign.
So tonight we celebrate either way:
@ The Underdog
[basement, Black Dog Freehouse]
10425 – 82 Ave
8pm to late
All are welcome!
