I waited till I saw Trump’s departure before starting today’s blog. Normally, I begin at 6 am. At the moment, it is 9.
Change is good. Required in many instances. Trump’s departure one of them. He brought our country to its knees. Not once, many times. Though he will always deny it.
The crowd at the White House this morning as the President and Melania walked to the helicopter was small. Around 100.
The crowd at Andrews slightly larger. One hundred fifty to two hundred. Except for a larger crowd, Trump got what he wanted. A red carpet and 21 gun salute.
The crowd was enthusiastic.
Trump’s speech short. Typical, he hit on what he perceives as his successes. Most were failures.
He touched on the Pandemic in the past tense. “Was” as opposed to “is”. Made it sound like the worst was behind us, he having resolved the COVID-19 problem.
His “successes” reflected the great foundation he was leaving his successor. My words, not his.
The best was the mess when he began his term and how “we put it together.”
I am glad he is no longer President. There was not much more we could handle.
Now to Biden.
I began my yesterday by watching Biden’s farewell speech in Wilmington. Sincere and touching. He had ridden the train something like 8,000 times in his career.
Last night was the best.
Four hundred thousand Americans have died as a result of coronavirus. Biden paid tribute to them. The first time anyone has in the solemn manner Biden did.
It was a COVID-19 moment. Just after 6 in the evening at the Lincoln Monument Reflecting Pool at the National Mall. Lincoln sitting behind him covered by a multitude of lights. Biden and company standing at one end of the Reflecting Pool facing towards the Washington Monument.
Along the pool a series of lights difficult to describe. However, magnificent. Should be left for all time.
Between the Washington Monument and the Capitol, two thousand American flags proudly standing.
Even the weather was perfect. It was as if God had made the moment.
The sky was black, until it hovered over the Capitol. Then it was no more. The sun had finally set. However, it was radiating skyward from beneath the horizon. At the end of the black clouds. Bright orange.
With the President to be were Mrs. Biden, Vice President elect Harris and her husband. The program was short and to the point. It opened with a prayer by a Cardinal. Then Biden and Harris briefly spoke. Followed by 2 women who each sang a song befitting the moment.
One was Amazing Grace.
The entire program was dedicated to those who lost their lives to the virus. It was a time for grief, it was a time to remember all who had died. No one had in the past in such fashion.
I was touched. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. Many others who watched had to have a similar experience.
Many have experienced grief. Death of a loved one must be discussed. There is no resolution till there has been such experience.
Biden is one who has experienced death close to him. And experienced grief. He was the right person at the moment to speak. Recall Biden’s first wife and a daughter were killed in an automobile accident. Recall further his son who died from cancer several years ago.
Biden’s words were touching. The thought came over me that the next 4 years were to be Biden’s time. I had a feeling of confidence he would take us out of the abyss Trump was leaving.
Following Trump’s departure on Air Force One, the camera moved to a Catholic Church in Washington where Biden and several others were entering to attend mass.
It was a small group. Significant were 2 of those entering the Church with Biden. Republican House Minority Leader McCarthy and Republican Senate Majority Leader, soon to be Minority Leader, McConnell.
They were with the President soon to be rather with the departing one. Speaks volumes. An indication the 2 sides were already coming together.
The U.S. is on its way. I believe Biden will be able to run with the ball. Expect multiple touchdowns.
Enjoy your day!