…Nearly a year later, a group of like-minded people have gotten together to commemorate Obama’s grand gesture, but also to take the fist bump to a higher level, one above partisan politics and social divides. For one day we are calling for Americans, and perhaps even all global citizens, to put aside their differences — be they class, race, religion or values — and show their respect with a little bump.
Sometimes all the world needs is a little human touch, a little flesh on flesh action, and a little understanding. [Source]
That I missed celebrating this new holiday is all the more troubling since I was there when the Obamas initiated the bump heard round the world. Well, to make up for my lapse, I am re-posting the photo essay that I posted on my old blog after seeing then-candidate Barack Obama in downtown St. Paul. BTW, I am in the process of migrating my entire former blog here to WordPress. I do not think at this point that I will post anything new on that old blog—it’ll probably mainly just be an archive blog. So anyway, without further ado…
Obama Time: 6/3/08, St. Paul, MN
Wait in line: 1 hour 20 minutes…
(Image credit: H-Dub)
I know that some folks were in line for eight hours or more. But I did not think I could handle more than an hour or so–let alone two little girls. At first my daughters were a little nervous. They said they had never seen so many people at one time. But soon they relaxed and got caught up in the carnival-like atmosphere. While in line one of the t-shirt vendors, singing an impromptu song to attract attention to his wares, even pointed out one of my girls and worked her into his lyric: “Vote for Obama when you’ve had enough/Like that pretty little girl with the afro puff.” “Mommy! He’s talking about me!” While in line I read one of the final chapters of the fourth installment of Harry Potter aloud. It not only entertained my daughters, but several other children and their parents in the line around us.
…Decision-making regarding button purchase: 15 minutes…
(Image credit: Chad Davis)
Both my daughters finally decided to spend their $5 on a button featuring Sen. Obama as Harry Potter, complete with round-framed glasses, robe, and wand. (Though not, as one of my girls pointed out, with the lightening scar on his forehead.) The caption promised that Barack Obama would “bring wizardry to the White House.” I am not sure what wizardry that would be, but if it has anything to do with such things as a better economy, improved education, and peace and stability at home and abroad, I am all for such magic.
…Dap from your boo before the big speech: Approx 7 seconds…
(Image credit: Texas Revolutionary)
“Look at her dress, Mommy! She’s beautiful!” “Where are his kids, Mommy? Aren’t they gonna come, too?” “Can we go down there on the floor to see them?” …No, we did not make it to the floor of the Excel Energy Center. But at least we made it inside. From high in the rafters, the Obamas were but dots far below. But that was compensated for by the sight of them on the big screen of the Jumbotron where we–and the world–were treated to the sight of their (now famous) dap. (Or “fist pound,” if you prefer.)
…Seeing your daughters witness history: Timeless.
(Image credit: Me!)