Last Tuesday we had the privilege of voting for the first time as residents of Alaska. We voted for the president at the Bingo Hall. It was very official and yet old fashioned. First, the ladies working knew who we were, but they had to check our I.D. anyway as is required by law. We voted on paper ballots behind an old fashioned curtain that reminded me of going to vote with my dad in the early 80s. When we were done we got "I voted" stickers written in Inupiaq. By the time we got home and turned on the T.V. the election was pretty much declared. We felt a little sad that our votes were not even counted yet.
Now remember we live in bush Alaska, which means the flowers came from Nome on a plane. I don't even want to know how much that cost. I do know that I married a sweet, sweet man and I am thankful he asked me to be his wife.