Today is the day the countdown calendars zeroed out. Today was the day we saw George W. Bush evacuate the White House in a helicopter. Today was the day when the change we elected to instill came to fruition. Today, the citizens of this country, and of the world, witnessed the inauguration of our 44th president. It is January 20, 2009 and Barack Obama is the President of the United States of America.
My son turned 2 this past Saturday and hasn't stopped whining since. I exaggerate, but suffice to say that this was a morning I would have loved to have to myself, my television and my computer. Instead, I grabbed what I could in between waffles and sippy cups of "apple jooooo", trucks, trains, cars and high dives off the club chairs, to catch whatever fleeting glimpses I could of the coverage as over 1 million people converged on the mall to participate in history. When I left the boy at pre-school, I listened to NPR, hanging on every word. On and off through my 20 minute commute and 30 mintues in the parking lot (unable to peel myself away) I wept. An old friend of mine told me the other day that saying the Pledge of Allegiance has new meaning for her now. I know how she feels. For the first time in 8 years, I am proud to be American.
Some impressions from today:
First glimpse of Michelle and Barack leaving their hotel. They look happy and relaxed. Michelle looks beautiful. I love the dress.
Scene at the White House where the Bushes greet the Obamas. Suddenly George and Laura look small. Literally and figuratively.
I noticed how great Teddy Kennedy looked in his fedora. Very vital. Only to hear that he later suffered a seizure at the luncheon. I feel badly that this day was marked by that for him. We all know what it meant to him.
Maybe she was suffering from frozen vocal chords, but Aretha Franklin couldn't sing. I haven't checked out her hat, but from the descriptions I've heard, she can't dress either.
The premiere of Air and Simple Gifts, composed for the occasion by John Williams, performed by Itzhak Perlman, Yo-Yo Ma, Anthony McGill,and Gabriela Montero was breathtaking.
Dianne Feinstein's voice was quivering, I am sure not because she was nervous but because she was so damn excited that this day had finally arrived.
Bush was booed when he took the stage. Someone told me a whole lot of people were audibly singning, "Nah nah nah nah, hey, hey, hey goodbye". That's got to be a historical first and certainly a hysterical one.
Cheney turns up in a wheel chair? Brian Williams said he resembles Dr. Strangelove. If you were Dick Cheney, wouldn't you do whatever it took...steroids...morphine...to STAND UP?!
Obama's speech was more pointedly anti-Bush than I expected. He spoke effortlessly and powerfully, assuming the role of both our leader and our voice.
Tonight when the kids are asleep, I will crawl in bed and TiVo through the events, savoring a day we will not likely forget for generations. Let's hope Obama's presidency matches his inauguration in heart, soul and the spirit of an America we can be part of and proud of.