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And So it Begins...

As America basks in the glory of a Barack Obama presidency, there are still those who seek to tarnish this great nation. The Fort Worth Star Telegram reported several incidents that showcased the intolerance of some people. I'd love to say that I'm surprised, but I'm not. When you grow up in Texas, there are just certain things you expect.

Those incidents notwithstanding, the election of Barack Obama ushers in a new day in our country. Yes, there are those whose collars have dropped low enough for us to see the color of their necks. But I now know that there are more people in this country who are interested in the content of a person's character than the color of his or her skin.

Speaking of the color of Obama's skin, he essentially imbodies what America is. He's got White blood and African blood. This man is, as he puts it, a mutt. And he's our mutt. He's a virtual melting pot of culture, and he's smart, articulate, and classy beyond belief. We've finally got a president to be proud of. And now, for the first time in my adult life, I'm proud to be an American.

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