http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-baines5-2008nov05,0,1853339.story
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Looks like they're making sure she votes for Obama!

To be honest, I didn't think that a member of a racial minority could win the presidency within my lifetime, and I was born in 1974. I consider this somewhat of a miracle.

I remember that in a government class during my senior year in high school, the (female) teacher did an exercise called, "what does the President look like?" The message that she sent to the students was that the American electorate has always picked white males with Anglo-Saxon names who are overwhelmingly older, Protestant Christian, and married. During the exercise, she turned to me and said: "Alfredo wouldn't qualify to run for the Presidency because he wasn't born in this country. But even if a Constitutional amendment changed that requirement, he still wouldn't be likely to win because he has a foreign-sounding last name and because likely somebody would dig up a picture of him when he was young, wearing that big ponytail, and use that to smear him. Likewise, if Jess tried to run for President, somebody would dig up a picture of him with long hair and use that against him, even though the allegations might not be completely true."

"To be honest, I didn't think that a member of a racial minority could win the presidency within my lifetime, and I was born in 1974. I consider this somewhat of a miracle."

Same here,Except 1980.
I'm still stunned,It's Awesome!

My mother and I were watching it on TV,and she turned to me and said "I'm sure those black people don't understand how happy we (white folks) are for them.This is amazing!"

I figure it's probably akin to the end of segregation.(well,maybe not quite,but it IS a BIG DEAL.)

I was grinning from ear-to-ear all night.

Even when the numbers for Obama were looking good and it was all but a forgone conclusion, when Brian Williams made the announcement at 8pm on Tuesday, I did raise my fits in triumph.

My 15 yr. old daughter and my wife joined me on the couch. Then Brian Williams went quiet and the let the pictures of Grant Park in Chicago tell the story. It was then I began to remember the day in April back in 1968 hearing the news about Martin Luther King Jr., even though I was young I knew he was important.

I began to recall the African-American names that paved the way. Frederick Douglas, Jesse Owens, Thomas L. Jennings, first black to receive a patent in 1821, Bessie Coleman, first black pilot in the world. Booker T. Washington, George Washington Carver, the Tuskegee Airmen of WWII.

And eventually I thought of my friend Lee Lloyd. Lee grew up in a family of 8 children. I knew Lee from first grade to 8th grade. We did everything together. Went to the same grade school, same church hung out with the same friends. Our family moved to the burbs after my 8th grade year and Lee and I lost touch until this past Aug. when I attended the memorial service for his mom. That deep bond was still alive. Many years earlier my mother attended Lee's wedding. Lee told my mother that he considered me his first soul brother.

With all those thoughts in my head, and with the pictures on the TV...tears began to stream down my face quietly. I did not expect to be this emotional. I expected to feel vindicated for the past 8 years. Instead I seemed to have tapped into something much deeper and more personal. And I found myself joining the crowd during Obama's speech repeating under my breath...Yes we can.

Both my wife and I had tears streaming down our faces. A very emotional moment for both of us.