My grandmother, Ruby Wampler Sedivy, entered the world on April 22, 1919. It is unfathomable to me that she was born in a time when women's suffrage was still partial--or worse, non-existant--across the United States. The notion that half of our citizenry could be politically silenced is foreign to me. I call that progress.
America is a great country for a multitude of reasons. We engage--repeatedly--in snarky, grinding, political debates on a national stage. We freely show our best and our worst to the world. Eventually, we get it right. But "getting it right" is always a process, and it is rarely for the faint of heart. The 19th Amendment was part of that process.
In the voting booth, we are all equal. We are all part of the struggle, the dynamic furor that continually melts down and reshapes American Society. Your vote is your voice--stand up, speak out, be counted.
America is a great country for a multitude of reasons. We engage--repeatedly--in snarky, grinding, political debates on a national stage. We freely show our best and our worst to the world. Eventually, we get it right. But "getting it right" is always a process, and it is rarely for the faint of heart. The 19th Amendment was part of that process.
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| Katherine Milhouse's "It Doesn't Unsex Her" |
In the voting booth, we are all equal. We are all part of the struggle, the dynamic furor that continually melts down and reshapes American Society. Your vote is your voice--stand up, speak out, be counted.
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