MLK Day

This is a day for those of us old enough to remember how it used to be to acknowledge and appreciate what it took to get this far.

This is a time for gratitude and for passing on the story of what’s possible.

This is an hour for being thankful for those who spoke up, who marched, who refused to be held down, who believed in the capacity of people to change.

This is a moment of reverence for a man who told his dream out loud, shared it with the nation, wouldn’t let it die.

This is a hope that we never forget the man who taught all of us what it means to stand up and not be afraid.

 

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