The Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual & Transgender Community Center front.
The first time I voted, I was in Pennsylvania in a big auditorium standing in quiet winding line. This was State College, PA a college town, if you hadn't guessed, surrounded by the miles of Pennsylvania wilderness. Less than ten minutes later, I had skilled the paper ballot, voted in the first African-American President and my legendary twenty-first century moment was over.
Election Day 2010 proved to be less fleeting. From 7:30 to 9:00 PM, I was stationed around the Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual & Transgender Community Center on 208 West 13th Street. I say "around" because after a heroic attempt at in-house poll station interviews, I was politely told it wouldn't do. "No," were the exact words. So, the majority of my one-on-one moments happened on the street surrounding the center.
Inside, the LGBT Community Center was not your standard converted poll station. With a center island that seated two volunteers, a mounted flat screen TV hanging from the ceiling and flags all around, the poll station looked like a 21st-century Norman Rockwell painting of an American election day. Outside, it was a nippy, bustling night. Over 30 voters made their way into