An Election Tale (from Anne Boyer)

To wake each day to discover that it is the day of election, as it has been every day of one’s life — to find that the end has come, that the tricksters have tricked, that the tabulators will tabulate, the balloons will drop, the conceders will concede, and that the victorious will once again by midnight declare victory in a battle that in the morning will begin again — is to wake each day as a president whether a person would like to be one or not.

National treasure, that Anne Boyer…

An Election Tale (from Anne Boyer)

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