I almost left without the family. Even though I had already told them that this MLK day was a very special one to me and that it was part of an ultra historic week for me. They wanted to hang out, watch TV and play video games. Even after we got there the magnitude of the moment continued to elude them. This was the culmination of the dream. The talent was only mediocre. I had attended better organized events. The mood in the salon though was electric. People of all income strata, ethnic groups and political ideologies waiting for the birth of this new era of hope.
Here are the faces of the new era. Faces and neighborhoods no longer divided along racial lines. A new place in which we practice loving our neighbors as ourselves. A time when we can truly believe that all men and women are brothers and sisters. Adelante.
This is one man's perspective on the best three days of 2009. Day one is MLK Day; Day two is the inauguration of Barak Obama; Day three is my 52nd birthday.
the periodic thoughts of a middle-aged man who likes to stop and think about life and people and the convergence of the two.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Living the Dream
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