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By now, I’m assuming that you all have seen Obama’s speech, heard the various commentators, know that Barack hit a “home run“, etc. etc.

Well, now you get to hear about it from me.  I spent 7 hours at Invesco Field yesterday.

I will always remember this day as one of those Great Life Days, as sappy as it sounds, it’s true.  

I took off from Boulder at 11:30.  Got to downtown Denver at 12:00.  Parked 1/2 block away from the 16th St. Mall with the intention of walking to Invesco Field (a beautiful walk down the Mall and along a river).

Organized my stuff, realized my driver’s license was at home (a boring story and I can’t remember the last time I went anywhere without my license).

Talked to some “officials“, they told me I had to have it to get into Invesco field.  Got back in my car, drove to Boulder, met a friend who graciously got it for me and met me at an exit off the highway.

Decided to park in Coors Field and took a shuttle to Invesco.

Beautiful, crystal clear blue day in Denver.  Not too hot, not too cold. Goldilocks would say that it was just right.

Stood in a long line.  A friend called to say the news was saying the line would be 5 hours long.  She and the media were once again wrong.

Free water.  In Invesco 45 minutes later.  No need for driver’s license.  Sat in my seat by 3:00.  I looked at my watch.  5 hours until my main man was going to give the speech of his life.

What was I going to do?

I never had to worry.  How do you describe being with over 75,000 people who are happy, psyched, optimistic, hopeful, smart, intelligent, educated, friendly.

My seat mates became my new best friends.  To my right was a black man from Arkansas with his two women friends.  We spent the hours talking away about politics, life, his views, my views.  This middle aged white woman raised in the wealthiest suburbs of America, raised Catholic, four children, lives in Boulder sat with this man who grew up poor and black in the South, a Southern Baptist, a man raised without a father , no children and currently living in Denver.

We may as well have been identical twins.

We were entertained by Jennifer Hudson, Shawn Johnson, Sheryl Crowe, the guy from Black Eyed Peas (still don’t know his name), Stevie Wonder...oh Stevie, Michael McDonald.

Back to 25 generals who support Obama, Al Gore, a video of Obama’s life and then the main man himself.

I will not attempt to tell you what it was like to be in that stadium.  I’m not that good a writer.  There are not good enough words.   It’s like one of those vivid dreams you have that you try to tell someone about and they just look at you with a confused and bored look on their faces.

Let’s just say...you had to be there.

Magic, Transformational, Spectacular, Moving, Energizing, Uniting:  See, it’s still not working.  Words simply cannot describe.

Decided to say screw it to the shuttle bus and allowed myself to be carried away in the current of people walking back to downtown Denver.   People were chanting, yelling, happy.  

I was alone and I was never alone.

I was a woman walking alone in the streets of Denver with the time edging past 11:00 PM and I was never alone.

MSNBC was the happening place on 16th Street Mall.  Crowded with Obama enthusiasts yelling and holding up signs; it was a family that happily accepted me into their fold.

I got hit in the face with a Keith Obermann T-Shirt. It hit the ground with a thud; I swooped it up before the many aggressive men with extra shots of testosterone had a chance.

“Do you want that T-Shirt” the greedy crowd yelled.

“Hell yes.  It smacked me right in the face.  This is my damn shirt!”

I wore it to bed last night.  I still have it on.



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    • 0 votes vote up vote up

      Susan Haley wrote Sep 1, 2008
    • Oh my goodness!! How spectacular, magnificent, overwhelming, incredible, awesome . . . you‘re right, Mary, there is NOT an adequate word. I’m leaning to miraculous!

      Your description of your seat mate and the total breakdown of barriers is reverent to me. That’s what Obama does for people! Your walking the street late at night alone and never alone, is what America is SUPPOSED to be about, and for one night he made it possible here. And,, not just in America, but around the Globe. Look at the massive crowd he drew to him in Berlin!

      Regardless the outcome of this election, whoever survives the pandering and the silly games, the paranoid fears, and the misplaced issues, Barack Obama has given us a gift. He has shown the true possibilities of the human spirit. America is indebted to him, in my opinion. Even those who don’t comprehend that yet.

      Susan Haley



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      Mary Kelly-Williams, M.A. wrote Sep 3, 2008
    • Susan,

      Thanks for the comment.  It really was a great evening.

      I’m still excited about Obama, although the MSM is just a little too obsessed with VP candidates and their children.



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