The party chair is walking us through the rules, can't officially start until 1:30.
Packed room [actually Dimmit elementary school] ready to cast votes.
We loaded up with snacks from the local taco truck and Ezells chicken.
The pledge of allegience shakes me up every time.
More later.
Con paz,
frank
Ex-Sunnyside Washington child, raised by amazing Mexican matriarch [Chula].
Saturday, February 09, 2008
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