Well, Election Day has come and gone and I am obviously a happy man that Mr. Giuliani is still Mayor Giuliani. I had the pleasure of attending his victory party at the Hilton Hotel Tuesday night and I must tell you it was a night that I will never forget.

There are a few moments in the life of a journalist that stay with you. Journalists usually interview at least one person a day, whether it be by phone, on a one-on-one basis, or in the middle of a press conference trying to scream your question over your those of your fellow colleagues. So considering the fact that journalists interview so many people, we sometimes don’t hold each one of those memories so dear. I did not interview anyone Tuesday night, but it was one of the highlights of my journalistic career.

I arrived just a few moments before the mayor began his victory speech. The room was electric. The lights were hot, the music was blasting, and the huge stage contained about one hundred elected officials, aides and friends of the mayor as well as a big, blue sign that said RUDY! In my briefcase was a copy of Wednesday’s edition of The Brooklyn Daily Eagle containing a front page that says, “Rudy Wins!” I brought it to the Hilton with the intention of having it shown to the world during the night. The same way, after a world series, the winning team puts on the shirts that displays their logo and says, “World Champs!” I knew that my goal was to get these papers to the stage – a goal that was not going to be easy.

A few moments after arriving, I made my way to the front of the stage and asked one of the security guards to pass the issues to some of the politicians on stage. He looked at me and said, “I’ll see what I can do.” Truthfully, I thought that meant that he would just throw them away. So, knowing that was my only option to get them to the stage, I squirmed through the crowd until I was at the front of the stage right in the center and waited for the mayor.

When the mayor was introduced, the crowd of thousands in the Hilton’s ballroom exploded with cheers. As soon as he came to the stage, people were shouting, “Rudy! Rudy!” Then, some people on the stage raised something high in the air to show both the mayor and the people watching what they were holding – it was at that moment when my journalistic dreams came true – because they were holding up my story.In the middle of a crowd of screaming thousands, I just stopped and stared at the stage in amazement, “It worked!” I told myself. I felt so proud to see my story being held on stage. Now, for both me and Rudy, that night was a once-in-a-lifetime event.

Oh yes, election night was definitely a night to remember – because both Rudy and I were victorious.