Waiting for the President
An absolutely gorgeous day on the Cape for the Obama family arrival this afternoon. At 10am temp in the mid-70’s – the sun is shining reflecting like diamonds off the water – there is a wonderfully cool breeze and the light blue sky is clear with a few random clouds. Martha’s Vineyard is just across the Sound – it seems as if you could reach out and touch the land… the ferries are just crossing paths – full of looky-loos hoping for a glimpse while others want to escape the hub-bub. I’ll be happy just to look for the helicopters and see the close-ups on TV. It reminds me of the summer of 1961 when my grandmother Agnes Meehan Kirwin sat all wrapped-up on her favorite spot on Craigville Beach waiting to wave at President Kennedy as he flew over on his way to the Compound. She sported a very large Kennedy button and lots of pride in our Irish Catholic President. The Cape is full of memories… more later.
One Response to Waiting for the President
Marie I can picture that lovely stately lady from the Grove at Cape Cod.
You modern Americans call Cape Cod “The Cape.”