My Family’s Experience at the Make American Great Again Concert and Donald J. Trump’s Inaugural


My family were among the hundreds of thousands who enjoyed Donald J. Trump’s inaugural festivities in person. Continue on for our experiences and photographs from the Make American Great Again Concert, the inauguration and the rest of the weekend.

Union Station was Crazy


Washington, D.C.’s Union Station on the morning on January 19, 2017.

On the night of Wednesday, January 18, my family hopped on an Amtrak train bound Washington D.C.  We arrived the next morning. Union Station was a mad house. Excitement and energy were in the air.

Trump Merch

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The array of Trump merchandise at Union Station was impressive!

My Liberal Senator


Our tickets.

From Union Station we were off our hotel in Virginia to drop off our suitcases. Next we headed to the office of our Liberal senator to pick up our inauguration tickets.

The National Mall

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Scenes from the National Mall on the afternoon of January 19, 2017.

We arrived on the National Mall not long after the start of the Make American Great Again Concert. It was day one of a two-day party! This was my second inaugural. One of the most enjoyable aspects of inauguration weekends is that everyone is there for the same reason and so has something important to them in common. What therefore naturally happens is you end up conversing with many complete strangers from all over the United States.

The Make American Great Again Concert


Photograph of sign held by protester just outside of concert.

We made it to the site of the Make American Great Again Concert just as the sun was going down. At the entrance was a young twenty-something holding the sign shown in the photograph above. Upon seeing it I lost my temper. I approached the jerk and told him: “There are young children here including my own daughter. You holding a sign with the “f” word on it makes you a low-class piece of garage. Have some decency.” The coward pretended he did not hear me and looked away. He was still holding the same sign after the concert ended. It was then that I took the photograph.

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The performance of 3 Doors Down.

The band 3 Doors Down were the highlight for me of a great show. A good time was had by all in the enormous crowd!

Donald J. Trump’s Inaugural


Secret Service officers at the inauguration.

We set out early the next morning. It was immediately apparent that nothing had been spared as far as resources and effort to ensure that the city was as safe as possible. The security for George W. Bush’s 2001 inaugural was nowhere near as tight.

After passing through several security checkpoints we found ourselves among a group held back on a sidewalk by security. A short time later we watched as several black SUVs speed passed us. It was the motorcade carrying Trump to the Capital!

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Our views of the capital and the video screen near us.

It was with great difficulty that we worked our way through the masses of people and found a spot where we had both a view of the Capital and one of the video screens that displayed what those watching the event on TV saw. The crowd was enormous and seemed larger than had turned out for Bush in 2001.

As I was to discover days later, those of us who were there had a much different experience than individuals who tuned in at home. As the VIPs were shown to their seats and appeared on the video screens voices rose from the crowd. When we first saw President Obama I exclaimed: “Get a job!,” and got a few laughs. The site of Hillary Clinton resulted in several “Lock her up!” chants. When we first saw the soon-to-be 45th President of the United States, Donald J. Trump, the crowd went wild. Trump’s campaign slogans resounded through the Mall. The TV viewing audience was aware of none of this except for some background noise when Clinton was shown. Sound took several seconds to travel up and down the Mall. I believe this is why the “Lock her up!” chants were just recorded by the TV mikes at the Capital end of the Mall as an indecipherable roar.

Senator Charles “Upchuck” Schumer

Senator Charles “Upchuck” Schumer’s remarks did not go over well with the audience.  By the time he began reading from the Civil War letter, all several hundred thousand of us had had it with him. The boos, groans and general expression of displeasure were such that from that point on we barely hear a word he said. This also did not come across on TV.

Trump Takes the Oath

The vocalization of joy that was heard when Trump took the oath and officially became president was thunderous.

The Inaugural Address

I mentioned earlier about the few seconds time it took for sound to move down the Mall. Unfortunately for us, what we head during the inaugural address from speakers at the Capital that seemed to be set way too low, was several seconds behind what we saw on the video screen in front of us. Even with closed captions, it was not easy to catch every word of the speech.  We heard enough to love it and the National Mall erupted in joy when the president finished his remarks.

The Post-Inaugural Umbrella Swap


Umbrellas seized by security.

Someone forgot to put umbrella’s on the list of prohibited items at the inaugural. My family were among the countless people who surrendered them at the last security checkpoint we faced. It had rained lightly during the inaugural. As we headed for the exits after it had concluded, every indication was that it was going to rain the rest of the day and night. Every one of us knew that we needed protection from rain or else the rest of our day and night would be ruined. Some searched through bins and others in piles of umbrellas that had been dumped on the ground. I heard several individuals make remarks that seemed to indicate that they had found their umbrellas. It then occurred to me that finding one’s umbrella among the many thousands taken away by security was an impossibility. People were simply grabbing one and walking off. “When in Rome…” And so it was that my family participated in the post-inaugural umbrella swap.

The Smithsonian Air and Space Museum


Seen through 2017 eyes, the amazing Lunar Module looked like a piece of junk.

We finished the day at the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. Between the overwhelming crowds and the closure of several Metro stations, it was an ordeal just to get there from the Capital. My child loved every minute of her visit.

The Wretched [Liberal] Women’s March on Washington

The next day we found ourselves accidentally caught up in the wretched [Liberal] Women’s March on Washington. Click here for what my family experienced at what was in reality an anti-Trump march conducted by Liberals most of whom were women.

The Smithsonian Museum of Natural History


African Elephant at the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History.

We did eventually fight our way through the Liberal hordes and make it to the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History.  Our daughter loves animals and so this was the highlight of her first trip to Washington.

The Smithsonian Museum of American History and Our Trump Inaugural Souvenirs


You know you are getting old when the Smithsonian Museum of American History displays a game you played as a child.

We spent our final morning in D.C. at the Smithsonian Museum of American History. This museum always leaves me breathless.

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Trump has been added to the Smithsonian’s Presidency exhibit.


Our Trump inaugural souvenirs.

It was then back to Union Station to purchase our Trump inaugural souvenirs and catch an Amtrak train back home.

Our Return Train Trip


My little girl.

I cannot help but conclude this blog entry by quoting from my aforementioned blog post on the wretched [Liberal] Women’s March on WashingtonOur train trip back to work and school was long and tedious. As we pulled into New York’s Penn Station, the isle of the train car was full with people getting ready to disembark. It was obvious that a number of them were women returning home after participating in the march. One woman noticed my daughter’s hat [which read: “Future President”], leaned over, put her hand on my child’s back and asked both her and my wife if they had participated in the march. I had kept my politics to myself and held my tongue in public about them for two days. Now I could not resist. I conjured up my best Trump imitation and responded in a voice loud enough for everyone around us to hear: “Wrong!” My wife could not control herself and laughed so hard she almost pied her pants. So closed the book on a fun family vacation and a living civics lesson for my daughter.”

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The fireworks after the Make American Great Again Concert.

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