Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Being There

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Yes, I was there at the Inauguration. Part of that exuberant, jubilant mass of humanity stretching from the Capitol to the Washington Monument, standing in the cold for hour after hour. It was exhausting, it was freezing and I hurt for hours afterward. It was wonderful to see history being made, but terrifying to be caught for hours in a crowd and unable to leave when you want to. It taught me more about being in a huge crowd than I ever wanted to know. Still, I'm glad I can say I was there.
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