My father owned a moving company and for many years he would bid on, and always get, the contract for moving the voting machines in and out of Pittsburgh (Allegheny county to be exact). We always knew not to bother Daddy when it was 'voting machine time'. :) Wish he were still alive, I bet he would have a long list of various voting stations.
I like to go to the polls on election day. It was always a big thing in my family, to go with my father when he voted (Mum was an alien and couldn't vote). All of my sibs and I have a memory of at some point asking him who he voted for and then him spending the rest of the walk/ride home explaining to us how people have died for us to have the right to a secret ballot and that you owe your vote to no one and it was something between you and your God. :) I have such a sadness that he died before I could vote in my first big election, I would have loved to have gone and actually voted with him.
I've voted mostly in schools since I left Pittsburgh, and my Catholic grade school was a polling place when I was growing up. At home though, we voted at the Presbyterian church one block down the street.
Memories....... :)

