It has been one of those election nights that warms my heart. I started to have such memories going back to 1976 and our living room in Hancock, Wisconsin. Then it was the days of Jimmy Carter and Gerald Ford. So much has changed in terms of how races are run and how they are reported in our tech age. But what remains unchanged is the excitement and drama, the continual turning of the page of our common story. Tonight I have had a carb fest (thanks to my husband James making a grand pasta casserole) and it is still an hour before California closes voting. The nation is strong, and so is the Democratic Party. We will prevail in November and this night will be seen as the pivotal event for the next President of the United States, Joe Biden.