This evening our daughter Rosie, age six, was practicing her line for the I Have a Dream presentation the first grade is doing on Friday morning. Her line was "I have a dream that the world will be at peace." Sweet, no?
We realized, however, that she had not heard the speech that her quote was meant to be inspired by. I guess they thought it was too difficult for first graders to understand. We put the speech on (bless the internet) for her and her sister and two brothers, and stood in the kitchen listening to it. The kids were silent, all but the smallest one listening intently. Michael and I were overcome. We both cried, me from the first words, him at the very end. We were both, without speaking to one another, imagining the same thing. We were imagining the moment of Barack's inauguration. President Obama taking the oath of office on that very mall.
Can you imagine that? Can you imagine that moment? That glorious moment?
Earlier today, Michael gave a short speech as part of a larger press conference on the steps of the San Francisco city hall. He rocked, as might be expected, as did Kamala Harris (Harris '16!) and the rest of the speakers, including our beloved congresswoman, Barbara Lee. It was a moving hour, seeing this wonderfully diverse crowd all gathered to support our candidate. But my favorite of all was on the way back to the car, when a crowd control cop stepped up to Michael and said, "Hey man. Great speech." He's on board, too. We're all on board.
Fired up. And Ready to go.
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