Among the Treasured Moments in My Life. . .
. . . are the memories of having been in the in the the physical presence of both men.
With the old guy, it was up close and personal. With the new guy, it was from a hill top on a spring morning with a chanting crowd between us.
Either way or both ways, I experienced intimacy, intellect, integrity, and inspiration.
With the old guy, it was up close and personal. With the new guy, it was from a hill top on a spring morning with a chanting crowd between us.Either way or both ways, I experienced intimacy, intellect, integrity, and inspiration.
And, I knew I was in the nexus of history.
posted by Vigilante at 1/24/2009 10:54:00 AM
6 Moderated Comments:
Graphics credits to Fearguth and Ben Heine. Art with attitude: another treasurable nexus.
What a beautiful post Vig, I wish I'd been standing on the hill beside you.
SWEET!
Up close and personal with MLK? Now that's a story I would pay to read.
Speechless reading this post! I'm so happy you'll have those moments in your heart and spirit all your life.
Cool Vigil! Cool! I put a picture on my blog just for you. When you see it you will KNOW that you have been in the presence of greatness once again:-)
Post a Comment
<< Home