Yesterday was a memorable day, reflecting upon other inaugural scenes.
January 20, 1969, I was in school in Washington, D.C. We walked from our campus to the Capitol grounds, then down Pennsylvania Avenue to watch Nixon's inaugural parade. Caught a glimpse of Tricia Nixon's blonde hair in the limo as they passed by.
January 20, 1973, was a Hooray-We-Don't-Have-to-Go-to-Work Day. A blank in my mind. This was Watergate Era. I lived in metropolitian Washington during Nixon's terms. As a history teacher, it was a great place to live and work, to see political history in the making.
January 20, 1977, my mother and I, with a newborn daughter on my lap, watched Carter's inauguration. He quoted Micah 6:8: "He hath showed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God" He walked down Pennsylvania Avenue with his wife Rosalynn, and daughter Amy dancing at his side. A humble President for the People.
Obama said humbly at the luncheon speech (don't have the exact words), "It's not about me. It is about the American people." We are bonded together.