If I were Michael of the blog, Tales of Zapata Street or Steve of Same Life - New Location or Calypso at Viva Veracruz, among others, eloquence would flow. BUT, I'm not.
I'm just a woman who was born in Chicago and then grew up in the 50's and 60's in Louisiana and saw and experienced prejudice because of my feelings and attitude that "ALL people are equal". It was a tough stance as a pre-teen, teenager and even as an adult. Often I learned it was safer to keep my mouth shut, yes safer. I was taken to a KKK rally by someone who didn't know my views outside of Bogalusa, La. in 1962. It was disgusting and terrifying to see what hatred can do to adults and how they fostered that on their children. Of course the Pearl River is not far from Bogalusa where the civil rights workers' bodies were recovered after they were murdered. Yes, it was safer to keep my mouth shut.
I was so blessed that my parents raised us without prejudice. I've mentioned that before on this blog. I remember my shock the first time I saw "white" water fountains and "colored" water fountains." I could sight so many stories. It would take a book.
All this is leading up to trying to put into words my awe, joy and pride in the USA that we finally got it right. Oh my, I'm so proud. I've worked on so many campaigns where the candidate I supported never had a chance. For once, that was not the case. Oh my, I'm so full of joy.
That my grandchildren and children will see that we are ALL equal, as they were raised to believe. And I'm awed at the Obama team who continue to select, project and orchestrate the beginnings of a new era in America.
Hopefully, it will be ONE country with all "equal." Amen.