Perhaps the most stirring moment for me was watching Tsegaye Kebede Wordofa accept his bronze medal during the closing ceremonies in a packed stadium. The humbleness, joy and humanity that emanated from the look on his face at receiving that bronze medal brought together everything that is great about the Olympic tradition of sport and what may remain good about mankind. He exhibited such respect and awe at his being there that I get goosebumps just thinking of that night and can only hope that his grace and style will serve as an example to the more flamboyant celebrators. He did his training and workouts just as any other athlete did over the past four years----behind the scenes, without the fanfare---and all to achieve his dream.

It is fitting that he received his medal in prime time; in front of all the athletes, coaches, organizers, performers and fans there and around the world. That alone made the closing ceremonies one for the ages and leaves me anticipating the next Olympic games. To be able to say that watching him made me feel a part of his dream would be an honor. To be able to say that I have renewed hope in all of mankind may be a stretch. To be able to properly say Tsegaye Kebede Wordofa and recall his triumph for others will be my mission.