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@TGLO1105 You do know his mom was white, his VP was white and over 1/2 his cabinet was too. But if it makes you feel better to carry that narrative in your head, you do you.
I don't expect to change your mind.
You could talk to a Black friend about it but I'm guessing you don't have any.
Aaron, your father would be so very proud of you. Happy Father's day. Public Notice is worth your money, people. And it isn't just the well-thought articles. Aaron works every single day to bring us news clips to keep us informed. And all that is completely free!
Growing up at Hickory Hill, my father was fully engaged with us, always fair and so much fun.
One day, playing in the tree outside our house, my brother Michael chucked a magnolia pod at me one too many times. I burst into my father's study, tears streaming down my face. He called Michael in, asked me to tell him exactly what happened, and then asked Michael to do the same.
It was irritating listening to Michael’s side of the story, but it made me realize I was not all right, and he was not all wrong. Then Daddy made us kiss, make up, and go to our rooms to read for an hour.
The message he had for two kids standing in that study is the message he had for our country: "We need to stop regarding our adversaries as enemies, but realize they are our brothers and sisters. Peace is not just something you pray for, it's something you're responsible for creating, and educate yourself.”
That's the kind of father he was. The way he conducted himself in his most private life is the way he conducted himself in public. Full of wit, grace, compassion, and moral imagination.
Happy Father's Day, Daddy. Miss you every day.
@YourAnonNews I hadn't seen it (not sure I'd even heard of it) and then someone on here posted a clip last year. I finally started watching it but only got partially through it so I don't remember this scene. Maybe I should try to finish it.
The Lessons I Learned from My Dad
I am not the man my father is.
I am trying. Some days closer. Some days farther.
He never sat me down and explained these lessons. He lived them. I’m still learning them.
Show up.
The kitchen table. The hospital room. The funeral. The picket line. The call from the son who won’t answer.
Show up.
Most days that’s the whole job.
My whole life I watched him do it. Not for cameras. Not for headlines. Not because there was something in it for him. He showed up because someone needed him.
I learned that grief doesn’t make you special.
My father buried a wife and daughter. He buried a son. Yet he never treated grief as a claim on other people’s sympathy. Instead, it made him notice theirs.
A mother who lost a child. A father sitting beside a hospital bed. A kid scared about what comes next. A son who lost his mother, his sister, his brother.
He always noticed.
I learned that power is not the point.
The people who chase power eventually confuse the office with themselves.
My father never did.
Whether he was a county councilman, a senator, vice president, or president, he was the same man.
The title changed.
He didn’t.
I learned that family comes first.
The train from Wilmington wasn’t symbolism.
It was every night.
He read to us. Showed up to games. Sat through hospital rooms. Waited up for children who were lost.
And when the day came that the country and the family could not both have him at full strength, he chose family. He relinquished the last chapter of how he wanted to be remembered. And he never complained about it.
Most of all, I learned that love is not soft.
Love is discipline.
Love is showing up at one in the morning when nobody is watching.
Love is answering the phone.
Love is staying.
Love is getting back up after life knocks you down and doing it all again tomorrow.
That love saved my life.
I’ve failed at many of these lessons, sometimes in very public ways.
He loved me anyway.
That’s the last lesson.
I am not trying to become my father.
I am trying to carry what he gave me.
And if I can do that, even imperfectly, that will be enough.
Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I love you.
@TGLO1105 Wow, GeorgiGirl, it is sad to me that that narrative got put in your head. That is not true!
I wish you well regardless of politics.
I hope you find lots of reasons to smile today.
@TheRealHoarse Got to watch students try out a concrete canoe they built. It worked well! Both my sons got to go out in it. The older one is in college now but he is home and got to see his old teacher and support his younger brother and other classmates. Beautiful weather for it too! 🛶😎
Weekly tradition time: ending the week with some shared joy.
Tell me something good.
What good thing happened in your life this week?
Lived your best life or merely made it through the week, both work. Just something good.
Former President Barack Obama and former First Lady Michelle Obama surprised some of the first visitors to walk through the doors of the new Obama Presidential Center, personally greeting them Friday.
The Obamas, joined by former "Reading Rainbow" host LeVar Burton, also read to school children on the opening day of the center, which is expected to draw a million visitors each year.
https://t.co/d1qMn8kQUq
@ChrisDJackson Personally I don't understand why the ribbon isn't designed to be longer. It seems like a really tight fit even when one knows what they are doing to attach it.
Barack: You told me all those years ago that you couldn’t promise me the world, but you could promise me an interesting life. Of course, you outdid yourself and managed to give me both.
Eight years in the crucible, and not once did you melt from the heat. Not once did you let it harden you. Instead, you used it to reveal your truest essence: your stubborn optimism and unflinching courage, your dazzling brilliance and unpretentious decency, your ferocious work ethic and absolutely unshakable moral fiber.
Jay Leno's assessment of 83-year-old Joe Biden after spending a day driving through the Angeles National Forest in a 1967 Corvette Stingray: "He was very sharp. I thought maybe I would have to talk in a slower voice. But no, we just talked, and he was funny, and just making jokes. It was the old Joe again."
They stopped at a Handel's in La Cañada Flintridge. Biden surprised some kids waiting for ice cream. Shook every hand. Paid for a number of the kids' cones himself.
"Every handshake is worth 250 votes," Leno said. "Just congenial. Just a nice guy."
Meanwhile on the same Sunday, the current president was watching men in a cage fight each other on the South Lawn while a fighter grabbed the White House microphone to shout a conspiracy theory about Michelle Obama and another thanked him personally for making it possible.
Two men. Two Sundays. One country trying to figure out what it wants to be.
Biden talked about Beau. About NATO. About national parks. About the value of apprenticeships and the programs being cut that create them. Then he got chocolate chip.
Sometimes the contrast does all the work.
@QondiNtini Thanks for sharing the links, especially yours. I just pitched in. He is smart and focused and exactly the kind of Senator we need to keep!