OK true story. Two days ago a horse stepped on my foot and broke it. My daughter, the same day, developed an infection in her foot that has hobbled her to where she can barely walk until the antibiotics kick in. BOTH of us limped into the polls today, in the rain from a distant parking job, to stand in a line to wait to vote. And we voted. Kid you not, as I got back into my car my cellphone rang. It was a friend of mine who was too sick to go to the store to get flu medicine and some food. She wanted me to get her the medicine, (on my broken foot remember) and get it to her so she could feel good enough to drive the mile to the polls and drag herself in and vote. This I did. In a little while I will meet her, hobble in with her to make sure she doesn't pass out on me and get her to put those little marks next to the boxes. No excuses! VOTE!!!