Date 20 January 1997 | ||
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Location United States Capitol,
Washington, D.C. Participants President of the United States, William Jefferson Clinton
Assuming office
Chief Justice of the United
States, William Hubbs Rehnquist
Administering oath
Vice President of the United States
Albert Arnold Gore, Jr.
Assuming office
Associate Justice of the Supreme Court,
Ruth Bader Ginsburg
Administering oath
Joint Congressional Committee
on Inaugural Ceremonies
Responsible for inaugural events
(including inaugural parade
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The second inauguration of Bill Clinton as President of the United States was held on January 20, 1997 on the West Front of the United States Capitol Building in Washington, D.C.. The inauguration marked the commencement of the second four-year term of Bill Clinton as President and Al Gore as Vice President. This was the last presidential inauguration to take place in the 20th century, and the first to be streamed live on the internet.
Contents
The Inauguration
Reverend Billy Graham gave an invocation to start the ceremony followed by the Pledge of Allegiance. Associate Justice of the Supreme Court of the United States Ruth Bader Ginsburg gave the oath to office for Vice President Al Gore. Jessye Norman, the famed Georgian opera singer, then serenaded the crowd with a medley of patriotic songs. Following the performance, surrounded by members of Congress dignitaries, Justices of the Supreme Court, family, and friends, Bill Clinton stood next to his daughter while his wife held the Bible. The oath to office was administered by Chief Justice William Rehnquist at 12:05 pm. The oath was ended with the traditional words, “So help me God.” The National Anthem was sung and then Arkansas poet Miller Williams read “Of History and Hope,” a poem he wrote for the occasion. President Clinton's inaugural speech followed. The inauguration was celebrated that night by 14 different official galas held in honor of the President and First Lady.
January 20, 1997 was also Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. The President's speech addressed Dr. King and his legacy as a champion of African-American rights and freedoms during the civil rights era. In addition, a meal was eaten after the oath was taken at the Capitol's Statutory Hall that was based on traditional recipes from President Thomas Jefferson's era.
"Of History and Hope"
Miller Williams, a poet from Clinton's home state of Arkansas, penned the poem “Of History and Hope” especially for the day.
We have memorized America, how it was born and who we have been and where. In ceremonies and silence we say the words, telling the stories, singing the old songs. We like the places they take us. Mostly we do. The great and all the anonymous dead are there. We know the sound of all the sounds we brought. The rich taste of it is on our tongues. But where are we going to be, and why, and who? The disenfranchised dead want to know. We mean to be the people we meant to be, to keep on going where we meant to go But how do we fashion the future? Who can say how except in the minds of those who will call it Now? The children. The children. And how does our garden grow? With waving hands -- oh, rarely in a row -- and flowering faces. And brambles, that we can no longer allow. Who were many people coming together cannot become one people falling apart. Who dreamed for every child an even chance cannot let luck alone turn doorknobs or not. Whose law was never so much of the hand as the head cannot let chaos make its way to the heart. Who have seen learning struggle from teacher to child cannot let ignorance spread itself like rot. We know what we have done and what we have said, and how we have grown, degree by slow degree, believing ourselves toward all we have tried to become -- just and compassionate, equal, able, and free. All this in the hands of children, eyes already set on a land we never can visit -- it isn't there yet -- but looking through their eyes, we can see what our long gift to them may come to be. If we can truly remember, they will not forget."