Diane Dawson
Today I Cried Today, I cried...I voted for a black man and I cried. I cried for my father and my grandfather and all grandfathers before him. I cried for my uncles, my one brother, and my three nephews. I cried for the black men I have loved and those that have loved me. I cried for the millions of little black boys (not forgetting the girls) over the centuries that did not, in their wildest dreams, imagine that they could run for the Office of President. I cried for their despair. I cried for all the men and boys incarcerated (justly, as well as unjustly) that lost hope in themselves and have taken the wrong path in life. I know that this was “just the primary.” But whatever the end result may be, today I voted in the United States of America for a black man, and I cried. If I should die before the presidential election it will be OK. Because today I voted. I voted for a black man and I cried.
