I'd heard people say he probably wasn't well enough to come, but come he did, saying nothing could have stopped him, and that he would be there in Washington in January too.
So here he was, inheritor of all our expectations, purveyor of hope in the face of despair.
He invoked his late brother JFK, and the great triumph of his dream to put a man on the moon. He ended saying, "And the dream lives on."
Some say charisma, inspiring talk and dreams are trivial, but I know them to be the oxygen that fuels our American spirit. The end of slavery, the civil rights movement, putting a man on the moon, electing Barack Obama president... All are the fruition of our wildest dreams.
When I saw Senator Kennedy, it captured my heart. I don't think I was alone in crying. I felt it like so many others when I saw him. His presence was a supreme act of love, and he is the end or a magnificent era. A king...if you will, crowning the one he has chosen to follow him. It is my deepest prayer that in January we will bless him with President Barack Obama. Surely it would be spectacular for the entire world, but.. for Teddy,it has been something he envisioned long ago.....when America was yet afraid to hope.
Posted by: Catherine | August 31, 2008 at 08:32 PM