MLK Weekend Pt. 2: Inauguration Day

For most of my teen/adult life I have loved history, really any kind, but especially Russian history & US history. My love of US history began at the age of 13 when I went to Washington D.C. for the first time. This city captured me with its pomp, majesty, and simply thinking of all of the feet that had walked here before me. On Monday I had the honor and privilege to stand on the National Mall where 50 years prior Martin Luther King Jr. had marched, and watch Barak Obama be inaugurated for the second time. I wish Dr. King could have known the progress our country has made. I wonder what he would say? No matter my politics, I feel it was a good day in America. I will never forget the swell of pride I felt hearing the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir (and that AMAZING soloist) sing The Battle Hymn of the Republic, or the tears that filled my eyes as James Taylor sang America the Beautiful. I am so proud of my country and pray the Lord's blessing on our President. It was a good day.