Occasionally we chanted Obama but mostly we tried to be patient, chatted with our neighbors and held on to each other so as not to get separated in the scrum. The final challenge were the escalators out. We were probably 3 or 4 stories below ground and we had to walk out. We tried to be encouraging to our sistahs who had already walked farther in the first three hours of the day than maybe in the previous month. We lied, "Come on, you're almost to the top. You're doing great, yeah, I can see the top. Don't stop."
After that it was pretty easy. We settled in at the 14th St. entrance of the Mall, near a tree for a little back support. The Sunday concert was playing on the Jumbotron. Stevie Wonder started playing Higher Ground and the Electric Slide broke out on the Mall. First 15 middle aged black women, then a few more, then some young'ns, finally some white folk felt brave enough to join in. 150 people doing the slide, happy to be there, in the cold, with too many or not enough clothes, dancing, willing to stand among millions, warming up the crowd. Higher ground.