A Moment To Reflect
September 11 2001 to January 20 2009
Category: Life


When I got up this morning I couldn’t help think of my mother and my father. She died in 1996, he died in 1966. I remember amid all the sorrow of September 11Th thinking that as much as I missed her I was happy she had not lived to see that day and I was glad that my father had not seen that attack first on New York, then on the Pentagon. They loved America and had a certain vision of what America was and of what it could be. They had great hope for America and that day was not one full of hope. Now with the inauguration of Barack Obama I am sorry they are not alive to see this day. I know they not only would have rejoiced, they would see what a triumph this represents for our nation. Mom in her verbose way that I inherited and Dad in his quiet manner that always baffled us. It says we are growing up. It says that the good Doctor King’s promise was coming to pass. That the day is dawning where the content of a person’s character rather than the color of their skin was how our body politic was passing judgment. What a moment to be alive.
I know that there are people out there who are indignant over the amount of money being spent from public AND private coffers to fund the celebration. I say to them this is a unique landmark and needs to be set apart as such. Besides, if we are going to all have to pull in our collective belts and buck it up for at the very least the next four years can’t we at least have this time to rejoice? Not that there won’t be times of rejoicing within the next four years but I’m thinking those times will be ones of personal triumphs, community progress, and a growing together that can be expressed without having to make a big ceremony about them.

by June Williams
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