Obama Inaugural Post II
3 o'clock am wake call from Dallas. My good friend Mike Hasty's email alert and message, time to make a change. Change from sleep and comfort of my sister Brenda's home to the cold and discomfort of a winter morning rail ride. No time to sleep. This is the time to witness history.
How many people can witness history? At last count, 2 million people witnessed and cheered his name "OBAMA ! OBAMA! ". The cheer began on the train ride from Prince Georges County into the District of Columbia. Commuters cheered his name non stop on the ride from the suburbs to the District. The line at the metro station was crowded at our appointed 4:00 train ride. We missed the first two train rides, because they were full and caught the 4:30 ride into town. Our stop was the first on the route and it was crowded at each successive stop with commuters jockeying for space at each rail stop .
Fifteen minutes later my family disembarked at the Federal Center rail stop. We walked from the the cold wintry air of despair into the warmth of a generation of hope as my daughters chanted, "Yes We can ".
At 5:00 in the morning the winter air of DC says "no you can't" when it comes to staying warm. After sevaral check points and sub-freezing weather, we were at last in the silver section ticketed to members of my family. My thanks to the senator, and my best friend Railroad Commissioner Michael Williams for providing tickets for my family and me.
For hours we waited patiently as the sun dawned on a new America. The chant still going, "Obama,Obama !" As I told the South African news station, that interviewed me, I was not only present to witness this for Texas, but also for the thousands who marched with Dr. King including my mom, and the millions of Americans who celebrate not the victory of party, or victory of man, but a victory of spirit.
The spirit of the day can best be summed up by the stirring words and oratory of the man and the moment .