I remember my first election, I was 4 years old and went to the polls with my Dad in Pittsburgh. I don't remember if my Mom or baby brother were there at the time. It was sort of dark, it must've been in the evening, in this big dingy room. I only recall the name "Ford" coming up because it was easy to remember.

I don't remember any other times I went to vote with either of my parents, just fuzzy visuals and feelings from that first time. I've taken my son every year to what we now know as "The Voting Park." It's just a thing we do, and I hope the visuals stick with him as the ones from 1976 do with me.