Check out Scott Anderson’s series on first-time voters.
From Part I: It was September 1975, and Luis Granados entered the United States under a cover of darkness.
He was 26 years old, living a dead-end life in Mexico City.
“I decided to just go, because some of my friends started getting married,” he said. “I was single. I felt left out. I just took off. With no money or nothing — not even a penny when I came.”
He was young, with long black hair, a strong will and empty pockets.
Now, at 60 years old, Granados is voting for the first time.
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