THE BLOG
08/28/2008 02:36 pm ET Updated May 25, 2011

Letter to My Little Boy

Hey little man, hey mom,

I want to come home tomorrow night to be with you and mom to watch barack obama become the candidate for president of the Democratic Party. I want to watch him give his speech with you and mom. It's going to be a day you will remember many years from now.

45 years ago - if you can believe this - I was at the March on Washington for civil rights, the greatest march of my generation. I was only 23, and I took a bus from Harlem in New York and rolled down to Washington DC. There were more people there than I had ever marched with. Martin Luther King gave a great speech, so great that you keep seeing it over and over on television or in your school. He was a great man, but he was shot and killed five years later. Do you remember when I took you to his memorial place in Atlanta?

So on Thursday, the anniversary of that march long ago, there will be another big crowd of people in Denver to applaud when Barack Obama will take up where Martin Luther King left off. Now that millions of black people can vote, and now that so many white people have changed their minds, it turns out that a black man will be running for president as the Democratic candidate. When I was a young man, I couldn't even imagine such a thing.

You know barack obama and his wife michelle have two little girls your age?- malia who is nine and natasha, who is 7 or 8, I can't exactly remember. Wouldn't it be great if they got to grow in the White House? Maybe you could visit them sometime and they could show you around. Maybe Troy and Simone could get in with us.

You remember that picture of barack's mom holding him when he was your age?? You and mom today look exactly like they did back then! It all goes to show that you can grow up to be just like Barack Obama if you want to, and nobody can ever stop you. And if you don't want to run for anything at all ever, that will be your choice too.

That's why I want to be home with you when this happens, instead of being with all my friends here in Denver.

I love you guys, see you soon.

Dadda