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I was over at my mother and fathers house, and had dinner with them. Afterwards nothing much was going on, so I decided to get onto my laptop that I brought with me to pass the time while I waited for my mom to finish the dishes. I was at the kitchen table, and just searching around the 'net and nothing major was going on. So I started going through my trusty JK video folder, because well...who is more interesting then the Senator? He surely could end my boredum!
My mom likes John a lot. She cried along with me back in 2004 when Kerry conceded, and she was the first person to say "Honey, I'm sorry" when John decided against running in 2008. My mother has always meant a lot to me. And while she jokes about getting the 'opportunity' to vote for Hillary in 2008, she was for Kerry in 2008 as well. And she knew the John Kerry we Kerrycrats appreciate, know, and love. And among the many things me and my mother get along about, politics is one of them!
So I popped on the floor speech from last week he gave about Iraq, and the Congress' responsibility to help bring an end to this war. I could tell my mother was listening across the room, and I could witness her glancing over every now and again out of the corner of my eye. I didn't say anything, I just let Senator Kerry's words soak in. I of course couldn't play the whole speech over her doing the dishes, but I wanted her to hear part of it--I knew she'd appreciate it.
Towards the end when Kerry started talking about Brian Freeman, my mother finished the dishes. She walked up behind me, and didn't say a word. She just listened, and about this point she placed her hand on my shoulder. Now I'm a very emotional person, especially when it comes to things I'm passionate about. And listening to Kerry it brought tears to my eyes, and it was just the sight to see with mother and son over the laptop watching and listening. The good man Senator Kerry on the screen preaching, lecturing, and teaching.
Finally the speech ended. My mom cleared her throat, and started talking about my uncle. Uncle Jim served in Vietnam, and lived a very quiet life combined with turmoil. He committed suicide on New Years, and was under so much pain when he killed himself. She talked about how Vietnam changed him, and caused the vast majority of his life's pain. She talked about how Senator Kerry was a good man for fighting that war, and coming home to fight a different war back home. The war for truth, the war for responsibility.
She finished the conversation with words I'll never forget: "John Kerry is a good man, and it's a damn shame he's not President. Damn shame!" I let out a little smile, and realized tears were falling down my face. After that I promptly put up my laptop, and realized I better get home. I told my parents goodbye, and told them I loved them.
On my way home, I couldn't forget that moment. How one moment of boredum turned into bonding over Senator Kerry's noble and bold leadership that our country could use right about now. No, he's not President. And like my mom said, thats a damn shame. But he's still a leader, and he's standing tall. I'm proud of John Kerry, and proud of his leadership.
I'm still reporting for duty, and folks....I'm damn proud to do so!
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