DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?

My brother, who is close to 80 years old, tried to vote in the Ohio elections this week but couldn’t because he no longer had a driver’s license. Although he brought along his valid passport as identification, he was told he needed his birth certificate and verification of his street address like a utilities bill to the home where he has lived for over forty years.

He returned later to the same precinct and brought with him a folder containing his birth certificate, his baptism certificate, his first communion certificate, his marriage certificate and his honorable discharge papers from the United States Marine Corps.

When presenting this to the same poll worker, he said “now, do you know who I am?”