Today was the inauguration of the 44th President of the United States of America, and it was certainly historic. Probably one of those days where we will all remember "where we were" when Obama was sworn in to office. I was in my classroom, watching with my students. Our friends, the Kinmans, were on the Mall in D.C. today to be a part of history. They, along with 1.5 million other Americans (give or take), witnessed history, and it has been exciting to talk to them by phone today and hear their stories. Much like my election night experience in Grant Park, it sounds as if the energy in the air was indescribable.
When I was growing up, I remember people saying, "Anyone can grow up to be President." But - truthfully - I think a lot of us thought, "Sure ... if you're white ... and if you're a man." This morning, as I was getting dressed for work, Emery got up early and came to our bedroom. She saw me tying my red, white and blue bow tie, and asked me why I was wearing it. I said, "Why do you think I might be wearing this tie today?" She answered, "Because A-Rock Obama is the new President today." I smiled and nodded. Then she said, "Daddy, can girls be President?" Without hesitation - and with pride that at least one of the major discrimination barriers has now been crossed - I said, "Absolutely. And maybe you'll be the first!" She smiled. For me her toothy grin was "Hope" personified.
God Speed Mr. Obama. We're with you ...
