In my rush to get to work this morning, I neglected to acknowledge a true American patriot who would have turned 78 today had he not been cut down in the prime of life and at the apex of his power by an cowardly assassin's bullet in 1968. I was an innocent, six year-old on that April day and what I remember most is that everyone was crying. The kind of tears you cry when a beloved family member dies, because that is what Martin Luther King Jr. was, a father of civil rights and human dignity in the United States.
He is sorely missed and desperately needed in an America that he might think, if he were alive today, was reminiscent of the time before he began his civil rights campaign. Numerous others have written and orated beautifully today, so I won't bog the eloquence. Suffice to say, Happy Birthday Dr. King and thank you for all you have done for our country.
From Op99: a link to
MLK's "
Beyond Vietnam". Timely. Brilliant.
