Big fancy ceremonies and pomp just thrills me. But of course this event meant more than most: I don’t know why I would share such a thing, but these are the things that made me bawl:
- Pete Seeger, looking like a mischevious old commie elf, God love him, singing those particular worker verses from “This Land Is Your Land”
- Elizabeth Alexander reading her beautiful poem–reading it like a poet, not soaring on emotional or rhetorical vagueness, but giving each word its due.
- And, ok, watching Beyonce croon “At Last” to the First Couple on their first dance. Even B was overcome.
Also, from the day: I couldn’t turn away from the TV and start my day until I saw Bush not only get onto the helicopter, but fly away.