I went to a high school where the middle school was attached, and there was a polling place in a quiet corner of the high school. Of course (or maybe not of course--does it happen today?) visiting the polling place was definitely part of the grade 7-12 social studies curriculum.
Plus, if I would go with my parents, when I was little, to vote--there was a certain magic of going behind the private curtain (was it velvet? I think it might have been), pulling the private levers, and when you walked out of the booth, nobody knew who you were voting for.
And I know, rationally, that the system we have in Ann Arbor is much more secure than those old voting machines.
And I know, rationally, that these little booths are much easier for the clerks to move around from precinct to precinct.
And I know, rationally, that it is much easier to expand the number of booths in high volume elections.
But.
When I was a kid, those voting booths were magical, and even today, I miss them.
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