YES WE CAN and thanks to all of you

for being hip mamas, and to all who worked their asses off even w/ children, and
jobs, and running a household, and single parenting, and worrying over bills, and
marriages, and divorces, and schools...and not sleeping, but working and praying
and holding change in your heart. LOVE TO YOU Great Mamas. There are GREAT things
about America, in it's bones, electing a Black man (and that is what he calls himself),
we offer a hope that we can be that city on the hill to shine a light to the world, rather
than a destructive nation of greed that ignores its own and hurls war on others.

Thank you to all of you for your work every day, work on the campaign, or for just voting
and for holding O and this vision in your hearts.

My first "political" memory is of being maybe 3-4 years old, and my mother rocking me on her lap while she sang "We shall overcome" as tears streamed down her face, and he explained that a great man who was leading for justice and fairness had died that day. Another memory of my childhood was seeing my mother's partner of many years, a black man, out in our yard in suburban NY raking the lawn, and a playmate saying, "Who's that negroe in the lawn? The gardender?" That was maybe 1974, I was 10. What a dream, that 30 years later my son's first memory of a president will be of Barack Obama.

Love
Maggie