
My father tried for years to correct his mistakes. He did everything in his power to show me the Republican way. He tried, he really did, but in all that schooling he taught me to be an independent, and critical, thinker. He also created a political junkie who lives for this time of year. I never turned to Dad's side, we battled for years, he finally resigning himself to his vote canceling out mine (and vice versa). All his dreams came true when they built the Bush library on the A&M campus, two of the greatest things in the world coming together in one place. Dad proudly wrote his check of support and then had my name added to the Donor Wall.
My four year old daughter, who has a doll named Barack Obama, is going to cast her four year old vote for John McCain. My father, wearing an Aggie hat and waving a McCain sign, is dancing in heaven.
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