I had a dentist appointment this morning. The inauguration was playing over the P.A. system; the system that normally plays soft jazz and easy listening. My dentist's voice broke as we were talking about how much this day means, to all of us, for all of us.
Walking down Pacific Ave, a woman sitting in her car rolled down all her windows and turned up her car stereo as President Obama began to speak. The entire sidewalk was frozen. A street sweeper paused with his head cocked to one side. A man in a suit sat on a bench to finish his coffee. I stopped, willing to be a few more minutes late.
The community here, listening together, what's happening in our world, what can I say? I cried. A little. Today? I'm proud of us.