Episode 14 - A New Old Immigrant, a Red Pickup and a Trump Voter . . . and a Glimpse of the Real America
An American Immigrant's First Vote
This morning at 4:34am Carol Stanigar of Lebanon, New Hampshire wrote this email to her friend Maryann
Dearest Maryann,
I can always be sure that you will be cheering me on.
I am sure that people in San Francisco get all gussied up to vote but here in NH Ill be wearing my uniform. A flannel shirt.
OMG! Im up before the sun. Sooooooo excited!
Can you STAND it: My Trumpster neighbor is going to take me to show me the ropes and to “make sure that nobody shoots me”, although I am contemplating making a sign to hang around my neck that says "NEW OLD IMMIGRANT".
Furthermore, he is going to take me in his pickup truck. All these years and I never did get a ride in one. God, I wish that I could ride in the back with my sign.
OH, I did get his wife, who is going to be tending the event to agree to write in Romney if she can't bring herself to vote Democrat. Maybe Roy will too.
OMG! This brings back memories of my first day of school....running up Mountain View avenue with Nursie in full pursuit
I was soooo excited. No, nervous.
I wish that you could have seen Roy. I tried to take a picture but my camera failed me.
He had the red Ford pickup with his HUGE moustache all gooped up and extending 2” on each side. Blue jeans and felt cowboy hat.
I was so proud hanging onto his arm so I wouldn’t slip on the ice. You should have seen the look on a lot of the faces that knew Roy. OMG! I’m causing a small town scandal.
He walked me through the whole thing and insisted that I wear my “I voted sticker” on my coat.
