High price for freedom
Just a week ago, 40 million people stayed up late into the night watching a baseball game, which shouldn’t matter as much as it did. The flip of a wrist sent a small white ball into the glove of a waiting first baseman, ending a 108-year-old curse and making a team into national champions. I imagined the eruption of cheering happening as fans celebrated their long, long, long-awaited victory. The next day, I watched Oklahomans from all walks of life line up for early voting – waiting their turn to fill out ballots, selecting our next national and state leaders. The I Voted sticker serves as a tiny reminder of the freedom to help choose who represents us.