Today is the national holiday honoring the birth of Martin Luther King Jr, the man who forced America to examine our history of racism for a short while. I was only 12 years old when he was cut down in the prime of his life, but I remember the day of his assassination just as clearly as I remember the day President Kennedy was cut down.
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A Day To Stand Up
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Yesterday our national nightmare started, and today is the first day for Americans to stand up and let the world know that this is not who we are. I cannot get to the Women’s March on Washington event, so I’m going to have to do what I can to show my support. Consider this simple post on my bit of Cyberspace as my contribution to the cause.
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