The line wasn’t quite around the long block. It certainly wasn’t as bad as we had seen earlier or the day before or as we witnessed the next day. The rain and mist had stopped and it was a bit milder.
Everyone was wearing a mask and the line moved steadily. People in pairs were in conversation while those alone were preoccupied with their phones.
Within twenty minutes, we were inside and directed to a table for registration and the task at hand. Thirty minutes after getting on line, we were done.
Early voting in 2020, the time of pandemic. A memory that will last. Our little part in history.