Yesterday I turned on the TV and watched a huge circle coming together. Pete Seeger, my childhood hero was standing proud and sure with his banjo at the tender age of 90,next to Bruce Springsteen in front of the Lincoln Memorial. There was a huge chorus behind them, Mr. Obama, and a couple of hundred thousand others out front singing along with them to Woody Guthrie’s, “This Land is Your Land.” Pete was doing his regular sing a long - feeding the words to the audience. They sang along to the chorus, which everyone knows and loves. Then they sang on the verses that are rarely sung outside of Pete Seeger concerts:
As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!
In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.
It was the maybe the third thing Jackson has watched on TV. He saw Gene Kelly, "Singing in the rain." one night when he was very little. He watched part of a Steeler Game with us last weekend. I went to every home Steeler Game from the age of 5 with my father in Pittsburgh growing up, so there is some tradition there. Mostly the TV is off, or Jackson finds it much less interesting than the computer or an iphone which has pictures of him on it.
When I held Jackson this morning at the window, we looked out at the snow and greeted the day. Instead of asking Jackson about his own dreams, I told him it was Martin Luther King's birthday and what a big dreamer Dr. King was. I told him how we were celebrating this year how dreams really can come true. While we may not be at the mountaintop, we certainly all have a feeling that justice, and love, and peace and respect for humanity and the planet are suddenly, miraculously within our grasp.