(Sitting in my lounge chair with the warm memory that, twice, TWICE!, I had the great privilege of voting for this truly good man.)
So what? I got to vote for him three times!!!
I’ve always wanted to ask him…can we do both?
Bravo! Tears of joy!
I love our President. He’s got the gift and he knows how to use it for honest and powerful inspiration. It is true artistry!
Get 'em, Mr. President!!
A popular outgoing President who enthusiastically supports his successor? Yes!
It hasn’t happened since Teddy Roosevelt!
What a visual…PRICELESS!
I think I feel faint! I may need a cigarette…and I don’t even smoke. 
It’s OK, I’ve gotcha. 
Just three times? There are some of us in southside Chicago, me included, who have had the privilege of voting for him seven times.
And so, my friends, that is the long game.
Absolutely will miss Obama with every molecule after he leaves office. Love the guy!
And now it’s our turn – Vote!
I’m feelin’ all … tingly ----
Oh sweet mother of God am I gonna miss that guy.
Holy shit. Fuck.
Fucking constitution.
Yeah well. To protect us from the bad guys, the Constitution also hedges out the good guys equally my friend. 
I admit, I choked up. But I am also still, fired up and ready to go.
Probably as close as we’il ever come to that feeling people had listening to FDR.
Bet the first Trump tweet is: “Sad. They were no Duck Dynasty.”
Hey…have a little nostalgic double dipping.
