A trip to the Reagan Library is definitely in my future.
President Reagan has often been called an optimist in recent days, but that word seems so pale in comparision to how he made America feel. With him, we could do anything, meet any challenge, go anywhere. Not with government programs, but with the boundless energy that he infused us with in the private sector, the real America.
The sense of loss I feel at his passing is indescribable. He was a part of me; of all of us, who believe in the goodness and righteous strength of this nation. He helped make this nation whole again after the disasters of the 60s and 70s, and pointed the way into the future.
We had lost the way he had pointed out to us in recent years. In passing, he reminds of of who we are, of who we should be, of where we should be going.
Ronnie has passed into the sunset... into the welcoming arms of God. Our journey continues. While the sun has gone down for the last time on his smiling face, the sun rises again for us. We must carry on his work.
How sweet you are. I mourned him like it was my father. I have not felt that way since my own dad died.