My Memory of Martin Luther King.
In 1964, a small group of friends from high school became interested in current events of the time and we found various events to attend in order to get informed about WTF was going on. We had been aware of the Freedom Riders' movement working to open up public transportation to everybody equally. Of course we had heard of the marches for voting rights...the songs about "Overcoming" and Selma, Alabama. We learned that Martin Luther King was to give a talk at a local church in a "Colored" part of St. Louis and we decided to go and see the news-maker in person. There were 3 or maybe 5 of us 17 year old privileged white guys. We stood out a bit in the pews of the packed to standing room only church, but felt welcome...to say the least. As it turned out, no one broke into our car or harassed us on the street in that 'dangerous" part of town but Dr. King and his right hand man, Ralph Abernathy did steal our hearts and minds. Thank goodness no one in most of the schools at that time were talking about banning "Critical Race Theory" but rather were encouraging students in their quest for TRUTH.
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