Finding My Place by Elizabeth Pipko

Author:Elizabeth Pipko
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: N/A
Publisher: Post Hill Press
Published: 2020-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

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It was about four-thirty in the morning, on November 8, and I was already running late. It seemed like we had been counting down to this day for the longest time, and yet when it finally arrived, I felt anything but ready. The outfit I had planned to wear was nowhere to be found, my brother was taking too long in the shower, and I hadn’t remembered to pack anything to eat throughout the day—all common issues for most mornings of a twenty-one-year-old’s life. Except this was anything but a normal morning.

Election Day arrived much faster than I had expected. The magnitude of all that I was a part of hadn’t hit me yet, and the idea of Election Day was one I had yet to wrap my head around. Here I was, looking for my shiny gold skirt at four in the morning as I waited for my brother to finish getting ready. He was one of the youngest people on the 2016 campaign, yet one of the most confident. We passed each other a few times as we frantically got ready for one of the most important days of our lives, both secretly relieved that we would be going through it together.

My brother has a way about him. From the age of four, he has displayed a confidence and wisdom only found in a much older person. It’s his demeanor and wisdom that I have learned to rely on in times of fear or concern. This was certainly one of those times. We were about to walk into Trump Tower on November 8, 2016, to put in our final day of work on a campaign that we were told was destined to lose. I believed in Donald Trump. If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have put in the hours that I did. However, I would be lying if I said that I woke up confident that morning. I was scared and anxious and every emotion that you could imagine, but my brother was not. He’d wink at me with every passing glance, one headphone in his ear as he nodded along to his favorite pump-up music as if he was heading to a gym session. My brother had told me in the spring of 2015 that Donald Trump was going to run for office and that Donald Trump was going to win. And in the eighteen months since his prediction, he was laughed at and screamed at and everything in between by friends, strangers, and family members. He was ready for his vindication; and I was just glad to have him by my side.

We walked into Trump Tower by five-thirty. I was cautiously optimistic about my chances to ask my boss to let me sneak out to do the one thing I had dreamed about doing since the seventh grade. Our voting location was only a few blocks away, and I knew that if I brought him his favorite coffee order and promised to hurry, he’d grant me my wish.

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