The first voting story from a reader to land in my in box is a great one:
I stood in line to vote this morning at a small, rural Mississippi high school where the computer science classroom had been converted to a polling place, casually listening in on the conversations. The lady just behind me, an older, African-American woman, was speaking with a friend. "You know I went to school here? Most of this wasn't here then, but the old gym was. I sure had some times in there."
"So this was where you came when they desegregated?" her friend asked.
"No. I graduated in 1968," she answered. "This was still a black school then."
If any of the rest of you have a good story to share from today, don't hesitate to e-mail me: alex(at)salon.com. Photos and video happily accepted too. Let me know if you want your name used.
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