MLK Day

Listening to interviews and such today, I'm kind of unsettled to think that all this stuff happened during my lifetime. I lived for 10 years in a country where some people were simply not allowed to vote. It seems like it ought to have been longer ago than that. But clearly progress moves in a slow crawl and in great leaps and I feel lucky that I've seen all of it. I will not ever forget standing outside a barbed wire fence around the motel in Memphis where Dr. King was killed. It's a museum now, but it was just an out of business motel with no markings then (this was around 1987 or 88). You could see the motel balcony and where the shot came from. Chilling.