
Faithful readers! How can I begin to share with you the very essence of the feelings I felt this day? Can mere words fully express my most innermost sentiments as I felt my spirit lifted upon the wings of ancestors who hoped, prayed, sacrificed, died, cried and dared to dream so that we and all of our children, and their children's children, might one day know what true freedom can feel like? Am I capable of imparting the images that portrayed so much of what moved Reverend Rick Warren to tears? Or, for that matter, relay how it was to receive the gift of his invocation that was so moving and heartfelt as he seemed to weave in those experiences in a prayerful tome that seemed to recount pivotal aspects of our American experience?
How can I attempt to frame the auditory refrains from our own Queen Mother of Soul, Aretha Franklin, as she returned us to childhood and had two million people swaying to the goldness of her voice in unison and union? Like babes in a cradle we all felt her motherly kiss as she sang "My Country, Tis of Thee." Thank you Queen Mother for giving me that grace filled experience as it soothed my soul and expedited my connection to everyone around me and beyond. She delivered me from the solitude of being one IN two million to becoming one WITH two million.
How can I express the well spring of emotions that I felt as the various luminaries that we have all grown to respect, and dare I say love, took the stage to create the space for President-Elect Obama’s receipt of the mantle of the presidency?
There were cheers a plenty for those such as the First Lady in Waiting Michele Obama, the first daughters to be Malia and Sasha Obama, the Gentle US Senatorial Lion Ted Kennedy, General Colin Powell, and others. Of course there were plenty of jeers as well but for the sake of sanctity those names shall remain silent.
Well my friends please allow me to indeed share with you what was yet another truly phenomenal day. It began; it seems, shortly after the conclusion of the day before. Or rather, shall I say, that we returned to our faithful and humble lodging parked in the lot at the Greenbelt Metro station. We arrived there at approximately 2:30am and realized that we would be grabbing only a few hours of sleep, again, because there was a line of cars already forming to enter the lot. All metro stations were scheduled to open at 4:00am.
So Rick, Steve and I were forced to make an executive decision, which was really a clairvoyant moment, for we knew if we left the parking lot that we would surely not be able to gain re-entry, let alone get down to the National Mall in time to catch the Inauguration on time, if at all.
We immediately crashed for the morning and hungrily snatched much needed sleep. The RV felt like a refrigerator and the heat was in short supply for what seemed to be sub zero temperature. It mattered not because we were so exhausted from the day's activities. We all felt driven to get up on time to experience what was sure to be another historical moment.
Upon awakening, it seemed we snapped back to the reality of where exactly we were. It was approximately 5:30am when I began to shake off the gripping effects of much needed slumber. Rick chimed in that we needed to get moving as soon as possible. Steven grabbed a bottle of water and said we could use that to brush our teeth and head out, as the RV's water supply was frozen. I was more than willing to grasp the magnitude of the moment and ride the wave of a sense of urgency. And so we headed out!
As soon as we hit the parking lot we saw that it was full but to our further surprise when we got to the metro station itself there was a line headed out of the door. It was 6:00am. We then thought we had made a wise choice to purchase our rail tickets the night before but it mattered not. There were no distinct lines and everyone was jam packed into every area trying to gain entry to the trains.
We did not get on the trains until 7:00am and we began to conduct interviews for my organization's upcoming groundbreaking documentary "The Emancipation Project: The Birth of a Movement." We were joined on our train by channel WABC's camera crew. We walked to an adjoining Metro car and began to ask permission from the crowd to record by engaging in a heartwarming round of "Yes We CAN...YES WE CAN!" Before long we were underway and after conducting a few brief, but memorable, interviews it was soon standing room only.
We arrived at L'Enfant Plaza at approximately 8:00am. When we disembarked from the train all you could see was a wall of people as far as the eyes could see. It reminded me of being in an underworld similar to the type depicted in the Keanu Reave's film "The Matrix" (right before Morpheus, Laurence Fishburne, delivers his epic address to the people of Zion). As trains pulled off we were able to see many of our counterparts on the other side of the tracks and we all began to cheer. There was a palpable sense of excitement that had infused the early morning air.

By the time we got above ground it was 8:55am. And the cold crisp morning air welcomed us to the streets of the Capitol District. There were various Red Cap volunteers steering folks in various directions. They sent us down toward the Washington Monument. We arrived there around 9:30am and they were playing excerpts of the "We Are One" pre-inaugural event. We arrived moments before the President-Elect was giving his address.

There was a sea of teaming bodies everywhere and we were directed to the area adjacent to Washington Monument. At first I was perturbed that the area directly in front of the monument had been cordoned off. It didn't seem there was much rhyme or reason to have done this given that people were moving about in that area rather freely and there was plenty of space for people to still fill.
Those feelings subsided rather quickly as the throngs of people continued to arrive thus posing the question in my mind as to how many people were there on that mall alone. Having attended many an event there over the years I am conservatively estimating two million Obama witnesses in attendance for receipt of the morning's message. It was approaching the 11:30am hour when they finished playing his phenomenal address from the "We Are One" event and a hush had fallen over the crowd.
There were the last few remaining images of the various VIP's and they then showed the President-Elect holding his head high and approaching the stage. A chorus of cheers and shouts of OBAMA... OBAMA... Began to fill the place! The hour was approaching and shortly afterwards he appeared onstage.
The most memorable moment’s occurred when people were in service to one another. There were a few people that had fainted in our area. Everyone took care to make sure they were okay. There was the nurse that rushed in yelling "I'm a nurse!" Followed shortly afterward by the doctor. It was truly another humbling and service experiential occasion.
Of course, the crowd went wild when President-Elect Obama was sworn in and received the oath of office and became the 44th President of the United States of America. I felt such a sense of relief and pride at that moment. His acceptance speech was true oratorical brilliance and many seemed to be ready to heed the call to service that he echoed throughout.
There were quite naturally many who cried, smiled, laughed, shared and continued to shake their heads in disbelief. I along with them felt the full range of all of these emotions and thanked God that I was able to attend and be present for this profound moment in the history of the United States. And I am ready to fully accept the charge from our 44th President of The United States of America. Let’s pick ourselves up and dust ourselves off and be about the business of renewal in this moment of remaking America.
Ladies and Gentleman will all please rise as it is with great humility and profound dignity that I give you President Barack H. Obama.















Comments (6)
Magnificent. I hope you will continue the saga. I am 3,000 miles away but you make me feel like I am there experiencing it alongside you. Thank you.
Simone Davis
Posted by Simone Davis
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January 22, 2009 11:51 AM
Posted on January 22, 2009 11:51
You really have a natural knack for relating stories. I love your 2nd paragraph the best. It was very nurturing the way that Aretha sang that song. It was like long awaited balm. You are so right.
Thank you so much Katwy. Thank you for sharing this with us. (Nora T.)
Posted by Nora Thomason
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January 22, 2009 12:05 PM
Posted on January 22, 2009 12:05
Upon the Wings of Ancestors Who Hoped, Prayed, Sacrificed, Cried and Dared to Dream - wonderful
Posted by Nora Thomason
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January 22, 2009 12:13 PM
Posted on January 22, 2009 12:13
I agree with the others - you are a superb story teller.
Posted by Lola Wheeler
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January 22, 2009 1:19 PM
Posted on January 22, 2009 13:19
Wonderful writing and photos! Thank you for sharing.
Posted by Melissa Tuckey
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January 22, 2009 3:04 PM
Posted on January 22, 2009 15:04
Katwy you are amazingly gifted!!!
As we walked that inauguration day together, the change from being one IN two million to becoming ONE with two million was truly felt.
Thank you for allowing your words to take me on another ride through that day, through another set of eyes and emotions!!!
Bless u Bro!
Your new friend, your photographer, your journeyman and your fellow American!!!
Rick
Posted by Rickhoven Gunter
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January 29, 2009 12:05 PM
Posted on January 29, 2009 12:05