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My dad just called and said “This is the first election that has made me cry.” He’s been voting for democrats since 1960.
http://www.vimeo.com/2158944
Tomorrow morning I’m going to march down and buy a fucking flag pole, and a fucking flag, and I’m going to fly that fucker in front of my fucking house.
I’m also going go to dig out my fucking honorable discharge and my fucking citations and fucking hang them up on the fucking wall. There is no fucking real America and fake America, you scum. There is only one America.
My dad teared up at Obama’s speech, according to my sister.
I’m so happy they’re all loving a President Obama, even in Arizona.
My folks called me too. =) It’s a novel feeling, being proud to be American again. I really was starting to forget what it was like.
My dad texted “Amazing to be on the right side of history”
After I sent a text to my mom saying “YES WE CAN! YES!” she wrote back “UBetcha”.
Before tonight I was sure my mom did not even know how to read text messages, now she is making Palin jokes via text.
I could not ask more from America. This night went swimmingly well!
Right on: Since the Iraq war started my flag (proudly flown by my late father since 1976) has been flown upside-down.
I am re-hanging it to fly right side up, and I will fly it every fuckin’ day from now until the inaguration. Fuck yeah!
my dad sent me a text message the moment obama was declared the winner, and it simply said: “holy fuck!”