A Day in History
As some of you who have been with me for a while know, this day has been a long time coming. I know lots of you feel that way, too.
I am watching Fox News.
Yes, you read that right. I am watching Fox News.
Why, skyewriter, why? You may be asking yourselves.
Well, the Marine Corps band is playing and EVERY other news channel has pundits and reporters talking OVER the music.
Is anyone else as sick of Chris Matthews as I am?
But, I digress.
I wish I was in DC. I wish I could stand on the same patch of earth where our new president is taking his oath and giving the inaugural address. I wish I could be in a crowd of millions of people all there with the same hope, the same determination, the same swell of positive emotion.
It's a strange kind of feeling today. Excitement, pride, patriotic.
There's only been one other time I can recall feeling THIS American. But I won't mention that day because that was a day of sadness, of fear.
Today is a day to celebrate. A day to remember why we are this country. A day to reset the clocks and begin again.
There have been many great generations that have come before us. But I cannot imagine a more important group of Americans as those who live today--who voted for hope instead of fear. Who voted for peace and not hate. We voted for dignity over tyranny.
The inauguration of Obama is about so much more than just this day. Or the election. It is about giving Americans back a sense of UNITY, purpose, and responsibility to ourselves and ALL others.
Today, America stands and proudly says:
Yes, we did.
Yes, we can.
Yes, we will!
May freedom ring!
