It was hard for me to look at him. I don’t blame him for the hamming it up but it did make me kind of uncomfortable.
It was an uneasy feeling. Sometimes people are suppose to be remembered the way they were. Like when you get pinged on facebook or something by a person you haven’t seen since high school over 30 years ago.
He didn’t make me uncomfortable.
He made me smile and tear up a bit, knowing that he will be another wonderful American icon that will soon be gone.