by Bruce Campbell
New York, Jan. 20 — I just got back from JFK airport
where my wife and I
were part of the 2,000 people rallying to welcome the Clintons home
from Washington.
We stood in an aircraft hanger with bands and flags. The crowd, young,
old,
Teamsters and other union members, Asian, African, European, recent
immigrants -- Hell, we looked like America. Even better, we looked like
New
York.
They showed the films from the 1992 convention "A Place called Hope" and
the
2000 convention "Legacy". Eventually the hangar doors pulled back and we
stood waiting as the wind and rain came in the opening. Then Air Force
One
appeared and slowly taxied over to stop in front of the door.
Bill, Hillary and Chelsea walked down the steps with the crowd roaring.
We
were crushed in the happy throng. Then Hillary spoke and introduced Bill.
Real troupers, they stood in the cold wind for this one last campaign stop,
one last crowd.
Bill thanked us for welcoming "Citizen Clinton". Then they left the stage.
At that point, I guess half the people thought it was over and moved to
leave. A big hole opened up we and rushed over till we were positioned
two
feet back from the barricades. True to form, Bill started working the line.
We shook their hands (I actually shook Bill's twice, once on each side
of
the guy in front of me). There were tears in his eyes as he reached out
and
touched hundreds of people.
Pictures
courtesy of Yahoo News
I felt teary too. It was very exciting, yet tinged with melancholy. This
is
the end of his era. Even the motorcade was shorter, there was no big limo.
Only one press van. Twenty TV crews. At the same time, I was incredibly
happy to be present at such a historic moment (and it sure beat watching
the
bandits partying in Washington). The last day of the Real President.
Peace.
Bruce Campbell