From last Tuesday: In my young life, it’s September 1963…Three weeks later, Klan cowards counterpunched by immolating four defenseless girls at worship. Six weeks later, Camelot died in Dallas and white America finally felt it; we sophomores heard the principal’s announcement in English class just before lunch.
Read the Rest!Dr. King I (Redux)
I’m reposting—with editorial updates—a two-part, personal reflection about the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s effect on and importance in my life, and on the life and future of our Nation.
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