That being said, what a monumental occasion, that the unthinkable has become a reality. A Black man, blended heritage not withstanding, has just become the President of the United States of America. I lived to see history being made and all I could think of was that my dad and my elders are not here to see a "dream" come to fruition.

My workplace is quiet. You can hear a roach poot. Oooh baby, if looks could KILL and while I'm not popping bottles and hollering and screaming, there's a quiet sense of contentment in me that I can't mistake and yet a concern about the safety of he and his family.

I may not agree with BHO on everything, but damn if I'm not proud that he had the guts to take on what others thought was an unattainable goal.

Go head B, mack that!