Dreams

Today, I went to a house party for Barack Obama. We drove together to the county courthouse to "meet at the poll" and go en masse for early voting. I'm sure you know that Texas has been a "red" state since the so-called "Reagan Revolution" of 1980, although the seeds of change had been planted long before that (in my opinion, on a November day in 1963).

It was an amazing feeling to stand with a group of people, from 18 to silver-haired, black and white and in-between, on the courthouse lawn with signs. As you might expect, we drew some looks (and a few friendly honks). As one participant said, "At least they're not throwing things."

The poll workers, more accustomed to church groups busing large groups in for early voting on the Republican side, seemed a bit taken aback by all the folks in the Democrat line.

At the house party, a classmate of Small Child's was busy making a poster. She is African-American. Her father has previously identified himself as a Republican. Her sign said it all. I wish I'd photographed it. She'd drawn pictures (in chronological order..these kids have some good teachers!) of Harriet Tubman, Rosa Parks, Martin Luther King, Jr., and Sen. Obama. Her poster read, "Vote for Barack Obama. He Will Be a Hero."

Couldn't have said it better myself.