This is where we spent Tuesday night with my daughter, Dorsche, who was visiting from Philadelphia.She brought with her matching Obama tee shirts made by MoveOn.org and so attired we ventured to the Ball. Tony and Cheri had a larger than life size image of Barack above the bar and were serving Apple Pie rum drinks followed by a squirt of whipped cream to open mouths, shots of tequila to shirt wearing patriots, and very strong Margueritas (as usual). We stayed until 11:00, when they closed the bar so their hotel clients could have peace and quiet, and then began a bar crawl until 2:00 in the morning. What a celebration of HOPE it was. There were smiling faces of Americans who have not been proud of their country.
Dorsche and I befriended two young women from Oregon who are working their way to Argentina by helping on organic farms in exchange for room and board. I became the Obama Mama as the night went on, gathering these three very optimistic American Beauties into my arms.
Dorsche, Dancing Joe and me.