On the morning after November 2, 1975.
I knew stuff, but not a lot. I was fifteen. I knew I had rooted for Reagan in the primary. But I am sure it was based on superficial reasons. I probably liked his convention speech more than Ford's. Ford was a Navy guy I didn't appreciate for his service and role in history until many years later. By the time the election rolled around I kind of felt like I "had no dog in that race".
Of course, my father was looking further down the road and didn't like what he saw. At the time I had no concept of oil prices. I couldn't understand why people were talking about the Panama Canal. I really didn't try.
Mostly this morning I am sad. Sad that 52% of my fellow voters decided to back a man I genuinely feel will harm America, yeah......but more sad that 52% of my fellow voters decided to deny America President McCain. Remember, I was a McCain girl all along. I was voting for him, not for whatever Republican was on the ticket. Not against a Democrat. Not against Obama.