To my few Republican friends, I offer the following solace: Thus is the nature of American politics. You’ll have your chance again.
But in the meantime, we have an eloquent, thoughtful man coming into power. I caught the final moments of his speech on the drive home from work, and I got chills. Tears sprang to my eyes as I realized “It’s almost over.”
I remembered the last time I had such high hopes for a president…
Maya Angelou had just read “On the Pulse of Morning,” and William Jefferson Clinton had been inaugurated. I sat at my little secretary’s desk at Wileden-Cullen Printing and had wild inspiration soaring through me as I listened.
My friend Dan came out of his office with tears in his eyes, as astounded as I was this event could provoke such profound emotions.
It’s been a long time. A long, dark time.
President-Elect Obama – you carry our hopes upon your shoulders. I believe you are worthy.