Stranger in This Town

Thursday, June 10, 2004

Written last night

9 June 2004

I watched Reagan’s funeral this evening. I saw the beauty of my country, the beauty of America. I saw the capital, the troops, the uniforms, the 21 F-15s flying in formation, the 21-gun salute and the recognition shown to Mrs. Nancy Reagan. I saw the tens of thousands of Americans from all across the nation paying their respect to one of the greatest presidents of the 20th century.

I realized forcefully in my heart that I want to participate in the greatness of America. I want to contribute to its greatness and support the ideals it represents. I concluded that it matters little what part I play in my life as long as I am doing my best in my part and I am on the right side. I have a responsibility, then, not to be the greatest man that ever lived. I have a responsibility to play the greatest part in the roles this life presents me.

A Norwegian philosopher once said that the smaller we feel in comparison to the mountain, the closer we come to participating in its greatness.

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