The inauguration of President Obama. Could it have been any more inspiring?
Here on Vashon, our 700 seat vintage theatre was worthy of a fire marshall visit by 7AM. We packed every seat, the aisles, the back, the lobby. Mark, Dylan, and I arrived around 6:45 and there were few seats left already. The downside: we had to sit in the front row just feet away from the giant screen, slumped way down, our necks cricked. The upside? We got to sit in the front row just feet away from the giant screen, slumped way down, our necks cricked.
Thank you to Vashon Theatre for opening its doors at 6:30 to the community for free, allowing us to come together and experience this moment side by side.
We all clapped and clapped at every image of our new president and his family. We roared with agreement again and again throughout his speech. We proudly stood to sing the national anthem. And, finally, we laughed through our tears at the beautiful, modern, funny benediction.
Thank you President Obama. Thank you America. Thank you World. Our sheep send out a ruminant butt bump to one and all.
Where were you when Barack Obama took the oath? Please share your story!
1 comment:
Oh my dear! What a day.
I was home with the family in front of the TV and both computers. I took Molly to school and all classrooms had their movie screens down watching the speech and the swearing in. I teared up during the Yo-yo Ma & co., "It's good to be simple" piece came home and watched it all day. Even the parade with all the marching bands.
What a day!
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