I was driving down I-30 today and I saw this man running
beside the freeway carrying an American flag. He was celebrating Barack Obama’s
inauguration. It was beautiful! He was so full of joy.
I was on the phone with my daughter, Kandice, and told her I
had to stop, go give that guy a hug and see if he would let me take his
picture. I know, a 6’4”, 250 pound, very white man from Texas isn’t supposed to stop on the freeway and hug a black man he has never met. But, it
just seemed like the right thing to do. It seemed like what we had in common as
humans and Americans was much greater than our differences.
So, I went down an exit, turned around, looped back and
crossed back over the freeway to see if I could find him again. I did. His name
is David Johnson. I just stood beside a crowded freeway and gave him a hug and
took his picture. We both cried a little. In very manly ways. :)
After I stopped, a guy pulled up behind me. It was a
videographer for channel 5 news. I felt a little awkward talking to the
reporter dude. I felt like I was intruding on David’s moment.
Here are a couple more pics.
