I'm getting pretty tired of all the columns and op-ed pieces and Letters to the Editor voicing all kinds of opinions about Hillary Clinton's loss in the Democratic presidential primary race. I'm an admirer of Sen. Clinton. I'm a woman, one who grew up in the first half of the 20th century, married, raised a family and grew older in the second half, and who is just as adamant as the next baby-boomer, college-educated, used-to-be-a-hippie Democrat that it's long past time for a woman in the White House. I would cheerfully go to the polls and vote for Sen. Clinton if she were the Democratic candidate - without holding my nose, which I've had to do more than once for some Democratic men over the years.
BUT - I voted for Barack Obama. I live in Florida so I knew my vote didn't mean a whole lot, but I take voting pretty seriously - and I knew the Florida vote would have an impact far beyond any ceremonial procedure enacted on the floor of the Democratic Convention in August. It was such a thrill to have a choice between these two, and I fully appreciated the unaccustomed luxury of knowing either choice would be acceptable. But for the first time since I pinned my hopes on Sen. Eugene McCarthy in 1968, I had a candidate to support wholeheartedly.
And that's what I did. I most emphatically did not vote AGAINST Hillary; I voted FOR Barack Obama.
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