The March on Washington is celebrated today MLK & many more ππI have a dream,,,,πππ
Jarheadfishnfool wrote:
The March on Washington is celebrated today MLK & many more ππI have a dream,,,,πππ
We could sure use him today. May he RIP.
Jarheadfishnfool wrote:
The March on Washington is celebrated today MLK & many more ππI have a dream,,,,πππ
Yep a good one, don't judge a person by the color of his/her skin. Very sad to have lost him.
And 2 days before his famous speech in D.C., he was in Chicago as the keynote speaker at an ecumenical conference that my father was a delegate to, representing the Kansas East Conference of the Methodist Church.
Dad was able to secure seats for my older sister and I to be in the audience. Mom rushed me down to Marshall Fields and bought me a new suit, white shirt and tie, even new dress shoes, so this just-turned 10yo could look his best for the occasion.
Mom was adamant that her son came off as "properly respectful in attire", on the chance that I were to actually meet the great man. (Seems that my older sister had already brought the proper attire)
Well....it happened. Walking out, he was about to pass when he spotted me, on the front row of a group at the back along his exit path, easily the youngest in the audience. He stopped and graciously shook the hand I offered (everyone had their hand out to possibly get a handshake) and inquired my name, where was I from and why was I here. I politely told him while he maintained a grip on my hand. His handlers were urging him on, but he admonished them with..."this is our future, gentlemen, give me a moment here", thanked me for coming and inquired .."did you learn anything today, son ?" I replied..."yes sir, I believe that I did and thank you". He chuckled and said "good, gotta start young, good luck !" He then moved on down the line on his way out, while I and my sister just watched him leave, in awe of what had just occurred.
My parents loved to laugh about the fact that I refused to wash my hand for like two days afterwards ! Mom later said that unbeknownst to me, she took a washcloth to me after the next day, after I had gone to sleep...I WAS a 10yo boy after all, I am sure that it needed cleaning !
That day, and watching the great man give his speech 2 days later on TV, are burned into my memory as if were yesterday. And almost 5 years later in 1968, I cried as much for his loss as I had a year earlier for my beloved maternal grandmother. Hell, I have tears on my cheeks right now, just retelling this.
Quite simply...tied with the birth of my only child, as the "greatest day of my life".
We are not likely to be privileged to have another leader of his caliber again, unfortunately. But we can all strive to be like "our heroes", constantly employing the "Golden Rule" to our daily lives and interactions with others, in the hope that one day we can, in the words of Rodney King....."all just get along".......HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL.
FixorFish wrote:
And 2 days before his famous speech in D.C., he was in Chicago as the keynote speaker at an ecumenical conference that my father was a delegate to, representing the Kansas East Conference of the Methodist Church.
Dad was able to secure seats for my older sister and I to be in the audience. Mom rushed me down to Marshall Fields and bought me a new suit, white shirt and tie, even new dress shoes, so this just-turned 10yo could look his best for the occasion.
Mom was adamant that her son came off as "properly respectful in attire", on the chance that I were to actually meet the great man. (Seems that my older sister had already brought the proper attire)
Well....it happened. Walking out, he was about to pass when he spotted me, on the front row of a group at the back along his exit path, easily the youngest in the audience. He stopped and graciously shook the hand I offered (everyone had their hand out to possibly get a handshake) and inquired my name, where was I from and why was I here. I politely told him while he maintained a grip on my hand. His handlers were urging him on, but he admonished them with..."this is our future, gentlemen, give me a moment here", thanked me for coming and inquired .."did you learn anything today, son ?" I replied..."yes sir, I believe that I did and thank you". He chuckled and said "good, gotta start young, good luck !" He then moved on down the line on his way out, while I and my sister just watched him leave, in awe of what had just occurred.
My parents loved to laugh about the fact that I refused to wash my hand for like two days afterwards ! Mom later said that unbeknownst to me, she took a washcloth to me after the next day, after I had gone to sleep...I WAS a 10yo boy after all, I am sure that it needed cleaning !
That day, and watching the great man give his speech 2 days later on TV, are burned into my memory as if were yesterday. And almost 5 years later in 1968, I cried as much for his loss as I had a year earlier for my beloved maternal grandmother. Hell, I have tears on my cheeks right now, just retelling this.
Quite simply...tied with the birth of my only child, as the "greatest day of my life".
We are not likely to be privileged to have another leader of his caliber again, unfortunately. But we can all strive to be like "our heroes", constantly employing the "Golden Rule" to our daily lives and interactions with others, in the hope that one day we can, in the words of Rodney King....."all just get along".......HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL.
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Great story. A lifetime memory for sure.
FixorFish wrote:
And 2 days before his famous speech in D.C., he was in Chicago as the keynote speaker at an ecumenical conference that my father was a delegate to, representing the Kansas East Conference of the Methodist Church.
Dad was able to secure seats for my older sister and I to be in the audience. Mom rushed me down to Marshall Fields and bought me a new suit, white shirt and tie, even new dress shoes, so this just-turned 10yo could look his best for the occasion.
Mom was adamant that her son came off as "properly respectful in attire", on the chance that I were to actually meet the great man. (Seems that my older sister had already brought the proper attire)
Well....it happened. Walking out, he was about to pass when he spotted me, on the front row of a group at the back along his exit path, easily the youngest in the audience. He stopped and graciously shook the hand I offered (everyone had their hand out to possibly get a handshake) and inquired my name, where was I from and why was I here. I politely told him while he maintained a grip on my hand. His handlers were urging him on, but he admonished them with..."this is our future, gentlemen, give me a moment here", thanked me for coming and inquired .."did you learn anything today, son ?" I replied..."yes sir, I believe that I did and thank you". He chuckled and said "good, gotta start young, good luck !" He then moved on down the line on his way out, while I and my sister just watched him leave, in awe of what had just occurred.
My parents loved to laugh about the fact that I refused to wash my hand for like two days afterwards ! Mom later said that unbeknownst to me, she took a washcloth to me after the next day, after I had gone to sleep...I WAS a 10yo boy after all, I am sure that it needed cleaning !
That day, and watching the great man give his speech 2 days later on TV, are burned into my memory as if were yesterday. And almost 5 years later in 1968, I cried as much for his loss as I had a year earlier for my beloved maternal grandmother. Hell, I have tears on my cheeks right now, just retelling this.
Quite simply...tied with the birth of my only child, as the "greatest day of my life".
We are not likely to be privileged to have another leader of his caliber again, unfortunately. But we can all strive to be like "our heroes", constantly employing the "Golden Rule" to our daily lives and interactions with others, in the hope that one day we can, in the words of Rodney King....."all just get along".......HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL.
And 2 days before his famous speech in D.C., he wa... (
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Sad to say but many African American leaders today only wish to ride on his coattails to their own financial/ social benefit. They donβt wish to see racial harmony as theyβd loose their social standing. Al Sharpton, Jessie Jackson just to name two. Read Booker T Washingtonβs quote, which is found on the web. MLK days are gone. Sign of last time. Men will become lovers of themselves; regardless of race.
ghaynes1 wrote:
Great story. A lifetime memory for sure.
By the way. Great story and memory. Thanks
Namvet69 wrote:
Sad to say but many African American leaders today only wish to ride on his coattails to their own financial/ social benefit. They donβt wish to see racial harmony as theyβd loose their social standing. Al Sharpton, Jessie Jackson just to name two. Read Booker T Washingtonβs quote, which is found on the web. MLK days are gone. Sign of last time. Men will become lovers of themselves; regardless of race.
Partially agree, particularly with those 2.
Quite certain that you are incorrect on that "MLK days are gone" thing...just need to heed those of us who embrace the "Gandhi" philosophy of non-violent resistance to what we conceive as unjust. Informed voting is your best 'weapon' in a non-violent world.
Not quite certain where you were going/what you felt was apropos, regarding the "Booker T. Washington quote". What quote were you referring to ?
While certainly an historical influence on MLK, Jr., no doubt, I am uncertain as to the direct relevance to '60 years ago', since Booker T. died 48yrs prior, in 1915. During the heights of "Jim Crow"......that really horrible backtracking after the tragedy of the Civil War.
Such needless bigotry and racism that nearly undid what the C.W. desperately tried to resolve.
Remnants still poke their ugly head up in places, unfortunately, but we endure and constantly strive for better, is my optimistic viewpoint.
Again the "Gandhi" approach.
Have hope guy, only a positive attitude is gonna see us through this turbid time.
FixorFish wrote:
And 2 days before his famous speech in D.C., he was in Chicago as the keynote speaker at an ecumenical conference that my father was a delegate to, representing the Kansas East Conference of the Methodist Church.
Dad was able to secure seats for my older sister and I to be in the audience. Mom rushed me down to Marshall Fields and bought me a new suit, white shirt and tie, even new dress shoes, so this just-turned 10yo could look his best for the occasion.
Mom was adamant that her son came off as "properly respectful in attire", on the chance that I were to actually meet the great man. (Seems that my older sister had already brought the proper attire)
Well....it happened. Walking out, he was about to pass when he spotted me, on the front row of a group at the back along his exit path, easily the youngest in the audience. He stopped and graciously shook the hand I offered (everyone had their hand out to possibly get a handshake) and inquired my name, where was I from and why was I here. I politely told him while he maintained a grip on my hand. His handlers were urging him on, but he admonished them with..."this is our future, gentlemen, give me a moment here", thanked me for coming and inquired .."did you learn anything today, son ?" I replied..."yes sir, I believe that I did and thank you". He chuckled and said "good, gotta start young, good luck !" He then moved on down the line on his way out, while I and my sister just watched him leave, in awe of what had just occurred.
My parents loved to laugh about the fact that I refused to wash my hand for like two days afterwards ! Mom later said that unbeknownst to me, she took a washcloth to me after the next day, after I had gone to sleep...I WAS a 10yo boy after all, I am sure that it needed cleaning !
That day, and watching the great man give his speech 2 days later on TV, are burned into my memory as if were yesterday. And almost 5 years later in 1968, I cried as much for his loss as I had a year earlier for my beloved maternal grandmother. Hell, I have tears on my cheeks right now, just retelling this.
Quite simply...tied with the birth of my only child, as the "greatest day of my life".
We are not likely to be privileged to have another leader of his caliber again, unfortunately. But we can all strive to be like "our heroes", constantly employing the "Golden Rule" to our daily lives and interactions with others, in the hope that one day we can, in the words of Rodney King....."all just get along".......HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL.
And 2 days before his famous speech in D.C., he wa... (
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Great memorable story my Friend ! Wow , what an experience !πππΏποΈ
An American hero for sure!
Contrary to what MLK said, look at who has been and now key on the color of ones skin as important and teach it to our Children against Parents wishes?
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