Election Day!

After two years, we’ve finally gotten here.

Like every election campaign, we’ve heard familiar complaints — too many commercials, too much money, too many robo-calls, etc.

Regardless of tonight’s results, it has been one for the ages. Think about what has happened in the past year — one campaign left for dead got up to fight and win the Republican nomination, while another defeated Hillary Clinton’s self-perceived inevitability in a flawless campaign that produced the fist African-American nominee.

This has been the most exciting and innovative race (YouTube debates, advertising on video games, etc.) for president anyone could have hoped for. I, for one, am almost sorry it’s over.

Whoever wins will make history. And we will have either our first African-American president or female vice president. It is a tangible sign of how far we have come as a nation, whatever our differences.

At this point, voters have received so many e-mails, phone calls and public service announcements telling them to go vote, it must make their heads spin. Judging by the record number of early voters, it’s worked. So I won’t pile on.

I am reminded, however, of Frank Sinatra’s obscure song from 1964, “You’re a Lucky Fellow, Mr. Smith” on which Old Blue Eyes sings:

You can still have things your own way on each Election Day. You’re blushing red, white and blue, but buddy, that’s all right, too.