There's something about seeing this kind of event, these kinds of people in person that is just not captured by seeing it on TV (or reading it on the Internet...). As I stood 30 feet from Cindy and Fernando - and then as I just looked at them, absorbing the real them with my eyes - I felt an unmistakable deepening of sympathy for their pain. I also felt a new appreciation for their work.
I got a chance to thank Fernando, and to shake his hand. I got a chance to say hello to Cindy, who gave me a hug - a strong hug. Today, Bush's war got a little more real.