a preacher in cleveland, ohio. i heard him tell the story of his father. of otis moss senior, who, right here in georgia, got up in the morning and put on his only suit and his best time. he walked 6 miles to the voting poll location he was told to go to in lagrange. when he got there, after walking 6 miles in his good suit and tie, they said boy, you at the wrong place. you at the wrong place. you need to go over there. so he walks another 6 miles, and when he got there, they said boy, you at the wrong place. you need to go to the rosemont school. and i picture him walking from dawn to dusk, in his suit.
his feet tired. getting to the rosemont school, and they say boy, you too late. the polls are closed. and he never had a chance to vote. by the time the next election came around, he had died. when i go to the polls and i cast my ballot, i cast it for a man i never knew. i cast it for otis moss senior, who walked 18 miles one day just for the chance to vote. [cheers and applause] when i go into the polls, i cast the vote for my grandmother, hattie may lee, who died in 1963 before the voting rights act of 1965 and never had a chance to vote. i vote for her. [applause] when i stand in the polls, i do what maya angelou says i come as one, but i stand as 10,000.
take voting seriously, until around my mid-20s, and around my mid-20s, i had the privilege of hearing reverend otis moss jr., and you all know him? he is a preacher in cleveland, ohio. and i heard him tell the story of his father, of tis moss sr. who right here in georgia s troop county got up in the morning and put on his only suit and his best tie, and he walked six miles to the voting poll location that he was told to go to in lagrange. and when he got there, after walking six miles in his good suit and tie, they said, boy, you have come to wrong place. you have to go to mountville. so he walked another six miles at a mountville, and when he got there, they said, boy, you are at the wrong place, and you need to go to the rosemont school.
and i pictured him walking from dawn to dusk in his suit, his feet tired, and getting to the rosemont school and they said, boy, you are too late. the polls are closed, and he never had a chance to vote. by the time the next election came around, he had died. so when i go to the polls and i cast my ballot, i cast it for a man i never knew. i cast it for otis moss sr. who walked 18 miles one day just for the chance to vote. and when i go into the booth to vote, i cast it for my grandmother who never had a chance to vote, because she died
stronger hand next tuesday. i had lost my medicine. i don t know what i would ever do. that would lead me to death and i don t understand why people would think to do that. when i see them on tv taking kids away from their parents, it s scary. i heard if you zigzag when you run, like the shooter s less likely to shoot you. i ve been thinking if a shooter ever comes into a classroom i d run through the backdoor and zigzag out of the school. so i think about that on a daily basis. i can t vote. i can t vote. so vote for me. vote for me. for me. for me. so vote for me. oh, my god. donny, that s unbelievable. amazing team put that together. kirschburg was behind that. we see thousands of ads that go pre-existing conditions. and then you see there are