@chyna 1976. That was my first election too. I was so excited. It was the spring semester of my freshman year in college, though I think I registered to vote in the fall, I couldn’t wait, and registering to vote, being able to vote was another “notch in my belt” in terms of becoming an adult, at least that’s the way I saw it then. Getting my driver’s license, graduating from high school, going off to college, being able to vote, then getting my own place, with roommates of course, becoming of legal drinking age, they were all milestones towards adulthood and voting was as important to me as any of the others were. I credit my mother for that. She turned my father and both her children into voters. She said that even if you have to hold your nose while you pull the lever because your choices stink, you still vote, because it is both your right and your responsibility.