I am still attempting to wrap my mind around the #SuperTuesday results that’s occurred in 2016. The country is divided, and I’m baffled that people are not exercising their right to vote.
I know it’s a choice for you to vote. I guess because I know my history I look at my right to vote as a privilege to do so. The right to vote was not always accessible to my community, and the road was quite tumultuous getting there. So, I’m sorry when you tell me that you decided not to vote I’m quickly throwing you the infamous **side eye.**
I’ve probably told you the story before about my grandfather, and how important it was that everyone connected to him exercised their voting rights.
I can remember being a little girl and my grandfather providing each grandchild that turned 18 with the paperwork so they could register to vote. My grandfather was very active in politics and a strong advocate for equal rights.
I would like to dedicate this post to those that strongly believe in exercising that right, and respect the legacy of those individuals that died for our right to vote.
Below you will find photos of the 7 page document of “Colored Negro Men” of Midlothian, Virginia and their Voter Registration Signatures in 1870.
Even though decades later there would be many obstacles to overcome in order for all of us to vote in this country. I wanted to provide a snapshot of how it began for the Negro Men in Virginia shortly after emancipation.
Please be advised that the voting rights were for men of color, not women. Women’s right to vote was not until 1920. That’s right, fifty years after these signed documents were submitted in 1870.
That’s another lesson, for another day!