There is an old man in the South Bronx named Eduardo. He has a deep scar on his cheek and walks with a limp. No one remembers exactly when he arrived in the neighborhood and some will probably forget him as soon as he’s gone.
He came from Mexico and lives on Woodycrest Avenue with a family from Senegal. None of them can vote, but they all did their part. Eduardo sat up with the whole family – mother, father, two boys and a girl – and watched election results come in last night.
“It was like a ballgame,” Eduardo said. “We always watch on television and when something happens we can hear the Stadium crowd. Sometimes – when it’s a big home run – the windows rattle.
“It was like that when Obama won,” Eduardo continued. “We heard people cheering in the streets. I only wish I could’ve been there.”
Eduardo smiled.
“Maybe I’ll be able to vote one day,” he said. “That would really be something.”
And it would never be forgotten.
Nicely done. I enjoy how the diversity of this blog fits together. I think that is the country Obama is aiming for.
Always feel I am back home in the neighborhood when I read you.. You really nailed it today!