November 1, 1976, Neenah-Menasha Daily Northwestern
As a kid, I always liked seeing the sample ballots printed in the newspaper. I had always thought the polling place was a mysterious affair, although I do remember accompanying my Mom or Dad to Jefferson School as a little boy and was enamored with the whole "pull-the-handle-and-the-curtain-closes" thing. I recall cutting the ballot out of the paper and pretending for a few minutes that I was casting my own, even though I'm sure I knew nothing beyond the TV ads I'd seen about the candidates. Now, of course, at my age, any air of mystery is long gone and I know the candidates and their views, ad nauseum. Nevertheless, it's the right thing to do, so go vote!
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