A new President.
Memory watched as I watched the programing on the TV.
I listened to Truman as a youth giving a speech in Bremerton Wa. The critter spoke forever.
I saw him on his morning constitutional cross Penn Ave with his two body guards – he was larger then, than he appeared giving the speech.
Then I was around the corner of the Blair House and peeking up the road when the Cubans attempted to kill him (Truman) and watched the Cuban die under the gun. I even watched the G-Man reload his revolver and put it in his overcoat pocket.
That scene stuck around awhile. And yes, Truman yelled out the window’ and security yelled right back from inside the stairwell.
I marched as the standard carrier for the Cadet Corp of Geo. Washington H.S. at the next Presidents (Ike’s First) naugural parade.
Stood under the tail of AF One with a loaded shotgun for LBJ’s visit to Viet Nam. Putzed about on various mobile units when Presidents visited various parts of the world and my unit was nearby.
I’m not unique. There are lots of folks with history. Heh.
It’s just that my history watched as I watched and I’m left wondering why I’m wondering what the future will bring – something that’s never really happened before.
I’ve always left feeling the world would remain the same.
Not this time.
Although, I’m not pessimistic about the situation.
From the reaches,