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I've been trying for hours to write about what I've been watching on tv, but I can't seem to find the words. Maybe tomorrow. I know I'm not the only one who cried watching it. How could you not cry looking at Nancy? It's hard to say goodbye forever to someone you loved for so long; it must be harder to do so in such a public way. I'm not even sure what I was feeling but I suppose it was some combination of sorrow and pride. Yea, maybe tomorrow. I'm feeling a bit verklempt right now.

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Wow, first State funeral since 73. I don't remember LBJ's, I remember him and Eisenhower and Truman dying, but that's it. Done magnificently and tastefully. Our children learned a lot today. He believed in US and most of US believe in him and his vision, our shining city on a hill. Sometimes we're diverted, sometimes we forget. May we always have the knack of voting in the right man/woman at the right time.

Daschle looked like he wanted to be somewhere else. I also wish he were.
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One of our most popular radio hosts theorized Bubba's funeral - Hooter's plane.

When I get home from work I plan on watching the tape and crying alot.

Me too. It was the jets flying over in the missing man formation and the twenty-one gun salute that got me. And of course the squared shouldered, upright Servicemen.

It was like it was the death of my childhood... bye bye 80s.

And it was so sad seeing Mrs. Reagan. It reminded me of some family funerals I went to.

I haven't seen this one yet.

Tuesday, I think, I watched was Nancy smoothed a wrinkle on the flag over Ronnie's coffin, then laid her cheek on it...

I burst into tears.

I know I will again. Whatever abuse that has been heaped on Nancy all these years, one cannot deny the grand love she shared with her heart's partner all these years, and now she is berift of him. She looked so light and frail, as if a stiff breeze would carry her off.

Eh.

Generally speaking, I don't cry.

I came damned close, though, especially every time the cameras showed Nancy, standing there with quiet dignity.

I'm with you on this. I've been rivited by the whole thing all week. As much because it's history as it is any sentamentalism for Reagan, I was just too young and foolish during his presidency to get it.

And I'm so impressed by the military man who's accompanied Nancy all week. He just looks like the nicest man.

With a grandmother heading toward Alzheimers (quite early, as the stages go), knowing what Nancy has gone through these past ten or more years makes me so sad. I'm not a big Ronald fan (probably not a small one), but Nancy was the kind of wife anyone with a whit of brains would want to grow old with.

Nah. I feel bad for Nancy Reagan. I couldn't stand her during the 80s, but there were no such sentiments today. Today, she looked like a little old lady who'd just lost her husband. Poor woman went through a lot these last few years.

But no, I didn't cry. Probably won't tomorrow, either.

I was at the funeral procession, but like you Michele, I have to wait to put it in words. The only thing I can conjure up at the moment was that the whole thing was so, well, American.

If you don't want to see the close-ups, watch C-Span via computer.

We're sad because he pointed the way, put our feet on the correct path, and now we are truly on our own. We don't want to let him down.

I remember the man.

I remember Iran freeing our hostages for fear of this "cowboy" who would soon be in power.

I remember him at the Berlin wall making his historic demand.

I remember him walking out on Gorbachev when Russia wouldn't give on the Arms talks. Gorbachev following him out of the building, trying to get him to come back in and him turning, shacking his head no, and leaving.

I remember when they finally gave in on everything.

I remember the Challenger disaster when, dispite his position or security concerns, he took a weeping family member in his arms and held her to comfort her.

I remember him flying off in the helicopter when his last term was up.

I remember knowing Ronald Reagan was standing watch as our President and that the "evil" nations of the world feared him.

I remember feeling safe.

I'll always remember the silence of thousands.

I'll always remember the quite dignity, class, and silent strength of his dear first lady.

I'll always remember the riderless horse with his boots backward in the stirrups.

God Bless the Reagan family, and America.

That's why I didn't actually watch it.

I was gonna post a long thing here and decided to not eat up Michelle's space. Let me just say that of all the touching images to be had today, the one that pushed this 36yo "angry white male" over the edge was the Riderless Horse with Reagan's own boots reversed in the stirrups.

I certainly felt like I had lost my favorite General.

The thing is though...as long as the Berlin Wall is a simple monument to a tyranny of the past, Reagan will be with us.

Today was a good day, a day that I was Proud to be an American.

Nancy Reagan reminded me of my mom today, for some strange reason. Even though my dad outlived her.

You have all written so well about how I felt and took it in today, so I won't try to restate it.

My oldest daughter is 18. She never had bad dreams about nuclear Armageddon. Never. She grew up without ducking and covering.

Thank you, old soldier.

I felt compelled to stand at attention while I watched the honor guard carry him up the steps. I was a little misty.

He was the first president that I ever really gave a damn about. I remember arguing with friends in highschool who thought he was hell-bent on starting a nuclear war. I wonder what they think now.

I'm glad that I can say he was my first Commander in Chief, if only for a few months.

Goodbye, President Reagan.

Dave, my older daughter is 19. You said it perfectly.

In a moment of clarity,I posted a comment on Mr Lee's site
Thank you Mr Vern,I am hoping for the day when the likes of Mr Lee,Mr Johnson(LGF)Ms Michele(ASV) and Lileks are the mainstream and Brokaw,Jennings and Rather are tabloid fodder.Peace in our time.
I argued at a bar tonite that I get far more info from these three sites than from any other sources.Ms M,you will prevail,fret not about media whores.

Nancy Reagan. What a woman! I didn't particularly like her during the Reagan Presidency, but I didn't dislike her either. (unlike my visceral dislike for a subsequent First Lady whose initials are H.I.L.L.A.R.Y.)

The lady is obviously devoted to her husband.

Ronald Reagan was a great man if only as shown by the devotion of the one person who knew him best. His wife.

I will count my life a success if I ever earn the love and devotion from my wife that Ronald Reagan obviously had from Nancy.

yesterday before the procession made it's way on horse drawn carriage someone in the crowd said "God bless you Nancy". i thought, man that guy shdn't be yelling, but just as that thought came into my head, the guy covering the event on Fox mentioned that the person didn't yell at all, but said it in a speaking voice - that is how quiet and dignified the crowds were. simply amazing.

as an aside Ron Jr and Patty are still a-holes in my book, particularly Ron Jr.

Thanks Ken. Jessica was born on the same day we bombed Libya. My wife thought, how sad it was that people got hurt.

I thought, "this man will defend America, even when it means doing something really hard".