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just so this is documented

I was sitting in on tech rehearsal of Robin Hood at my theatre when I received a text from Philip that read:"Say it: President Obama." I then went up into the booth where our Stage Manager had her lap top and saw "McCain Concedes." Later, I stood in the theatre with the Lighting Designer, the Assistant Director, and the Stage Manager and watched his victory speech. These are the things I will remember.

Last night Philip said, "I want Yuki to be in 3rd grade before we have another president besides Obama." My head took a minute to comprehend that Yuki will be in 3rd grade in just 8 years, but then I agreed. It sure is different when you have a kid. The word "future" takes on a whole new meaning. I have hope.
 
Though I couldn't vote (I told Philip to go the second time with a wig on, but he wouldn't do it), I am glad to be living in this country, here, today to witness history.

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Anonymous said…
on the way home from work tonight, i thought, my child will not have even existed in a time when a person of color had never been elected president. he is so lucky. the phillies win the world series and barack obama is going to be our next president. what a great time to bring a new person into the world.
Lisa Tucker said…
I cried. I was proud, happy, relieved, you name it. Even when he had just won Pennsylvania, I started to believe that it could really happen, and got choked up. I am tired of being bitter and cynical. I hope this changes me as well as our country.
Anonymous said…
When I watched his acceptance speech - I cried - big drippy happy tears. I was so moved. I was sorry my boys were not with me to share the moment. Today I put an American flag in my front yard. I haven't done that in 8 years. Felt good. I am proud and hopeful. Go America!
xo
Gibs
Anonymous said…
amen to that - one of the happiest nights of my life! ps - you could have bought my vote why didn't you ask..;)
Anonymous said…
ooops this is curtis the last anon...

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