Two young boys were playing with trucks in an apartment parking lot in Ohio. I asked where their mom was and they informed me she was not home so I told them I was for Obama. They yelped, jumped, and screamed his name with joy and enthusiasm.
Then the younger of the two admitted, "I don't even know how to spell his name."
By now the older boy was dancing around singing "Obama, Obama, Obama!" and he replied, "I do, you spell it O-B-A-M-B!"
They were still dancing and jumping around to Obama's name as I walked away...