I wonder if this picture goes with the post a chatter made in RightNation
As some of you may know and all those that don't know, I was born, raised and still reside in Morgantown, WV. As I write this, and my hands are still shaking doin so, I just got back from seeing the President speak at Woodburn Circle. Well, it was one hell of a great time, and funner heckling my friends who are protesting outside the gates. But what I didn't expect happened. My aunt reserved me a front row seat, since she came in early. Well, afterwards he came down and started shaking hands. I kinda gotten scrunched a lil maybe clostraphobic, but nothing too harmful. But has he was heading to me, I started doin one of those worshiping bows. He looked at me and chuckled as he said "ah cut that out", well, he shook my hand, asked me for my name, wished me a happy 4th and went onto the next. Now, I don't get starstrucked that easily, but I completely marked out as I left. It felt like I met the pope or something. As I walked home (I live very close to the circle and plus my aunt was not goin my way) I have never felt this numb in my life. This is one 4th of July I will never forget. To hell with Xmas. Oh and security was EXTREMELY tight. The FBI guy that searched me was very cordial, had a good conversation with him, but he took my spikes aways because one was broke revealing a sharp looking screw, but I got it back when I left. I will end it at this. I will never forget this moment and it will be something I can pass to my children.