This is an on-going series of letters that I’m writing to my son Lucas. This is one I wrote on Election Day Eve and would share with the wider audience. These are thoughts penned onto paper and are unedited. Enjoy.
Tonight is the night before the election. This is probably the most strenuous election that I’ve been a part of. I’ve done me part to sell our Republican candidates to Georgia voters—writing pieces on GeorgiaPol, making phone calls, going door-to-door, and putting up signs at precincts.
It’s something I’ve done in some form or fashion since I was old enough to vote. I’m glad I was able to expose your to some of that this year. I took you to the last stop on the GAGOP Bus Tour. You got to meet the man that, I hope, will be Georgia’s next governor: Brian Kemp.
You definitely made an impression on people, and I can tell you were enjoying it. You were smiling from ear-to-ear, playing with a fan and the campaign stickers I was wearing. You’re too young to probably remember, but I know you had fun. I loved sharing that experience with you. It’s a part of who I am and what shaped me.
Some things are easier to do than others. Making cold calls to voters and going door-to-door makes my anxiety flare, but it doesn’t kill me. In fact, it makes me a better person by getting me outside my comfort zone.
Tonight I put out signs in Gwinnett County. It’s different than it was in Walker County—a lot less driving. It was enjoyable nonetheless. It may not sounds exciting, but it’s a bit of tradition for folks who are politically active.
Signs look to pop up every where his before Election Day, but they can be effective in getting people to see your name repeatedly. It’s helpful for down ballot races. I just am glad to help contribute what I can to our Cause.
I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. I hope we win, but I know God is in control. I love you, buddy. Never forget either of these things.
Love,
-Dad