Personally speaking, between Sunday and tonite, I’m kind of pouting. I
got to be involved in all of the Inaugural hoopla in 1997. Including
sitting 18 rows from the first step of the Capitol for the swearing in,
our designated path from the Metro stop at Union Station to our seats
had to stop while THE motorcade cut through, (skipped the parade,
didn’t want to get sick). And the Ball was the very last time my
husband was in uniform… he retired from the Army on Feb 1st.
Nostalgic, jealous, are the kinds of emotions flooding me right now, at
32 minutes to 11:30 Eastern. HOWEVER, this year I’m glad not to be
putting out all of the cash that it cost me to participate.
Someone on my statewide political list posted the other day that 5
hotel rooms had just come open, about $380 per night, minimum 3 nights,
and that’s before all of the funky DC taxes, etc. I cracked up
knowing how quickly they’d go. Thank God we had friends to stay
with…
Memorable, yes, but Patty I think your week’s highlight was as grand,
maybe even moreso. Thanks for letting us know!
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