
I was born in September of 1963, a little late to catch Dr. King's famous "
I Have a Dream" speech, but not too late for it to have always been a driving force in my life. In my youth it seemed that hope and grief always existed together, always canceling each other out - swiftly and without mercy. Two months after I was born JFK was assassinated and the world was in a state of mourning that was constant until RFK and Dr. King were assassinated a handful of years later. What seemed impossible, a nation that had been saddened to the point of despair with the death of JFK, became desolate with the additional loss of these two men. You could argue, with great certainty, that the loss of all of them is still felt right at this moment on this very day.
Maybe the fact that we still remember is our constant reminder of the ultimate power of good. It is also a source of inspiration for us to do more, to be better members of the human race, without regard to our simple genetic racial heritage.
Dr. King's legacy specifically has paved the way for all races along the path to freedom and equality. Today the first American-African (& White!) senator from Illinois Barack Hussein Obama (with the Muslim sounding name no less) is accepting the formal nomination of the Democratic Party for President of the United States of America.
Somewhere Dr. King is smiling, watching as his dream comes to life and continues to GROW.