Maybe because I grew up in a small town in Louisiana at the end of the Jim Crow era, I especially love King day. I love that schools are out, I love that the mail isn’t delivered. I love that the great man is honored as he so richly deserved.
I haven’t yet heard the “I have a dream” speech. Someone usually plays it on the radio and I catch it in the middle when I start up the car and invariably if it’s a short ride, just stay there listening to his voice and his words. I cry every time I hear it and I’m covered in goose flesh. I think the “I have a dream” speech is right up there with Beethoven’s Ninth, Mount Rushmore and the great Bronze of Balzac. It’s a perfect piece of art, sui generis, majestic and awe inspiring.
Reverend King may your name live on through the ages and your great speech thrill future generations as it still thrills me every time I hear it.
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