One year ago today, I stood with more than two million people in biting cold to witness the inauguration of Barack Hussein Obama. That morning Washington, D.C. surpassed Disney World as the most magical place on Earth...in a Twilight Zone kind of way. The multitudes of people were eerily quiet heading to the National Mall. It's like everybody was in awe or disbelief, or maybe we were just taking it all in.
But human beings tend to have short memories. We get used to things. We're quickly jaded. We go on about our business and our lives. But occasionally when I see Obama on TV, I still myself, and think about the historical significance of this presidency. I listen to his words, note his stature.
And one year later, I'm still proud.