Not very good - appears the camera was on the wrong setting and the Zoom feature kept them too small because of it ... but here there are, just the same. Wish they were better ...
Reverend Doctor John M. Borders began the program --
John prayed.
Then Captain Jonathan Powers spoke --
Then Judith Droz Keyes spoke --
John listens.
Then the main man took the stage!
Many standing ovations later ...
Kerry leaves but is mobbed in the aisle (my daughter was among them, I admit)
Then he ducks out of the hall.
This is a DO NOT MISS speech.
At first, when Powers was speaking, the room was still and quiet. Then he said something (I think it was the question of "how do you ask a man to be the last to die for a mistake", and I couldn't contain myself ... I began to clap. Before I knew it, the room had joined with me and then exploded. There was no longer quiet in the hall as the speeches all brought applause in waves through the hall. I found that I could not stay in my seat and actually was the first to stand in several standing ovations (at least no one in front of me was standing when I stood ... don't think anyone was standing behind me, but they might have been ;) ) and even stood sometimes almost alone because the speech spoke to me so deeply.
My daughter was with me and at the end of the speech, she scurried down the aisle to meet Kerry as he was leaving. She was determined to meet him this time. She touched his arm and thanked him for his words and his time. She made this Mom very proud (and she's only 13!) with her tenacity and her spirit. We nearly got trampled by the camera men that were walking backward down the aisle as Kerry exited though. It felt like a rock concert when the crowd rushes the stage.
After the hall emptied, we went in the the marketplace to grab something to eat. As we strolled through the crowds, I couldn't help but think that most of these people missed out on the most exciting event of the day. Even though they were in close proximity to the hall, did they know that we had just reaffirmed our pledge to take back our country on a quiet Saturday morning in Boston?
As we headed over to the parking garage and paid the equivalent of a tank of gas to retrieve the car, we encountered like minded people that had attended the speech ... and we all had the same glow, the same edge, and the same conviction. One woman turned to me and said "What an experience ... what a speech ... what an inspiration he is." I agreed and called for more of it too. We smiled and parted ways, both knowing that even though we were among the "choir" we had learned to sing a new tune today, loudly and proudly, and we will be better people for the humming of it from here forth.
Just a glimpse of what it was like ... don't miss the speech when it plays tomorrow ... you will be humming afterwords too.
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