I remember waiting in a long voting line in Gamble Hall when I was a student at UND in 1980 when new voting booths were installed. It was a quaint booth with a curtain for privacy and the curtain would automatically fly open when the voter was finished. Each voter was taking a fairly long time so when it was my turn, I thought I would get equal time. Well, I cast my first vote for President of the United States and VROOM!!! The curtain opened! I wasn’t done yet! The booth attendant wouldn’t let me proceed to complete my ballot. Sheepishly, I had to make my way past the throngs of people who found some humor at my expense.