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Eight years ago, my Momma was 82 years old. She confessed to me that she felt a little guilty about voting for Barack Obama in the primary. Her momma didn’t even have the right to vote until she was grown up.
“I wanted to see a woman in the White House before I die,” she wistfully told me.
“Well, Momma, that means you just gotta live 8 more years,” I laughed.
She did and at 90 years old, she voted for Hillary in the primary. Although she votes by mail now, I am going to take her to vote in person this November. It’s important.
Here’s Momma and her only little baby girl. We are going to go vote together.
