Voices that captured our hearts and filled us with hope.


The other night, while flipping through channels, I came across a series of Democratic National Convention speeches starting from 1952. I decided to watch and listen. The 1952 segment featured a speech by Adlai Stevenson. I marveled at his oratorical skills; the tandor and cadence of his voice and his speech. They reminded me of Barbara Jordan¬†and others. I was intrigued to watch Harry Truman sitting behind Stevenson on the dias, talking in what was no doubt somewhat hushed tones as he and the man sitting next to him deliberately covered their mouths as they spoke. A momentary glimpse into our history at a time when we struggled, as we always do, but struggled within the confines of dignity and respect — one human being to another. The series was healing after being bombarded with hate, bigotry, fear and lies that seemed to flow uncontrollably from the Republican convention last week.

I continued to listen to to other speakers at later Democratic National Conventions. But most of all, I listened greatly to the speech of Barack Obama. There was no hate in his speech, rather it was filled with hope for what we can do as a united people. He inspired us to be the best we can by reaching out to the best of who we are. I was there in 2008, a delegate from my state. I was proud to be there. Proud to be a part of such great history. I was beaming and bursting at the seams, tearful and joyous all wrapped into one glorious moment after another. My heart was full because I was a part of the nominating process that put the right person in office; the person, the man who chose to create value for everyone that would put forth policies to benefit not one percent or ten percent, but 100 percent of Americans. It doesn’t get any better than that.

Tonight, in anticipation of what is already turning out to be another greatest political convention to take place, I listened to Congresswoman Barbara Jordan speak at the 1992 Democratic convention. Listen carefully; her words are just as applicable now as they were in 1992.

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