Imagine, if you will, a black curtain hung over this space today. Like blocking a mirror, like blocking dreams.
On this day in 1968, a coward took Dr. King's life. I was six years old and nothing about the horror touched me that day. I was too young, too protected. But for the rest of my life, yes. This man who believed in freedom for all, who believed in equality, this man who was a non-violent man of God, was killed by a single bullet. Just one.
Dr. King said, Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. I carry those words in my heart; they are an important compass.
2 comments:
The late '60s were an amazing time to be alive. The air was almost electric with the energy of the civil rights movement, and no one with the least bit of awareness could doubt that change was indeed coming. Dr. King plays an important role in my memories of those times, and I'm glad you chose not to remain silent about the significance of this day.
In Memoriam
"Early morning, April 4
shot rings out, in the Memphis sky.
Free at last, they took your life
they could not take your pride"
I'm glad you and Bono are reminding us of him!
-sdhb
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