An Amazing Day

I received the following little email, of course I know that it is mass produced and he had to send it to hundreds of thousands of people who participated, but still it felt good to receive it....


Sandra -- I'm about to head to Grant Park to talk to everyone gathered there, but I wanted to write to you first. We just made history. And I don't want you to forget how we did it. You made history every single day during this campaign -- every day you knocked on doors, made a donation, or talked to your family, friends, and neighbors about why you believe it's time for change. I want to thank all of you who gave your time, talent, and passion to this campaign. We have a lot of work to do to get our country back on track, and I'll be in touch soon about what comes next. But I want to be very clear about one thing... All of this happened because of you. Thank you, Barack

At my age I couldn't go knocking on a lot of doors, but I could blog and I did, I could make phone calls and I did. I could donate a little and I did. I think the grass roots all across America came together to let our voices be heard firm and clear...it is time for a change. Time for this country to be made well again, it is a time for all Americans to come together, put our differences aside for the better good of the country.

Yesterday brought tears to my eyes, no I am not a person of color, but I am someone who grew up seeing just how unjust a society could be to it's fellow citizens and even as a young child I questioned why? I am so very happy for this course of events.

Last night viewing the hundreds of thousands awaiting Barack's arrival at Grant Park...my mind went back to the Autumn of 1968, I lived in Chicago's outskirts...the city of Niles. It was a time of anger, distrust of the man, a time of total violence and very frightening. The riots went on for days, some people were killed and thousands wounded. People were pushed into plate glass windows in downtown Chicago, ashtrays, glass objects were thrown at the crowds below from the high rise buildings...hurting so many. The overflow was too much for the downtown hospitals to handle...our local hospital starting filling up in the ER too. As luck would have it, my two year old hurt himself catching his finger in his sister's playpen - so off we go to the hospital with our hearts in our throats not knowing what we would find out on our streets and in the ER. It was not pretty, walking wounded, sights that will stay with me forever. I was thankful that the staff in the ER took pity on my little one and he was treated quickly...I didn't want him exposed to all of that either...

So you can imagine how I felt last night seeing how magnificently well behaved, respectful and joyous that crowd was. We've come a long way baby.....

PS...Obama will be a good president for ALL of us....Sandi