Election night 2008, Chicago, Il. I was home in Illinois for one year after living in Texas for a couple of years and had an assignment for a suburban newspaper to cover the local Democratic and Republican headquarters events in Crystal Lake, Il. A friend had also asked if I wanted to meet up downtown in Grant Park for the election results earlier that day. I was crushed, I wanted to be there so badly. The possibility of the first African American President, a home town candidate, and I was now home and so close but might miss the chance of being there in person, as a dot in the massive crowd.
I said I would meet him at Congress and Michigan as soon as I could get there. I photographed the aforementioned assignments as best and quickly as I could and drove downtown to the nearest L stop as fast as I could. Riding on the train I worked furiously on my laptop to edit and caption my assignments, then my stop came. Getting off the train I sat at a bench to quickly finish uploading my images to the newspaper. My wireless internet was slow, very slow. The next train came in, the doors opened, then the roar of cheers of people on their cell phones trying to call whomever, the wireless network practically shut down. He won.
Will this year be the same? No. Not with the same intensity if our incumbent President wins. This was history.
© Theresa Scarbrough 2008, Editorial Photographer