Last Thursday night, I attended the Dr. Martin Luther King
commemorative program at the University.  As I looked over the almost all
African-American audience with an occasional speckle of white, I
thought how wrong it is to think that the celebration of Dr. King's
accomplishments is completely an African-American thing.  It is not.
It's a completely American thing.  He is a national hero.  And time has
not passed that he is not a vivid personal hero for many of us.  Either
way, we all must be grateful Dr. King walked this land.  It is because of
him. possibly more than any other person in the 20th century, that we are
a better nation and closer to his dream of living the principled
Jeffersonian ideals written in the Declaration of Independence.

        While I listened to the words and melodies of the celebration, I
was flooded by the memories of sounds and sights of the civil rights
movement in the '60s and '70s in which I participated and which remain
personally vivid to me.

        And, in the twilight of my years, if my grandchildren ask me,
"Grandpa, what did you do in the civil rights movement?"  I will think of
all that I did do and all that I did not do.

        I will think of Dr. King and all that he did.  I will think of his
uncommon strength, of his uncommon courage, and of his uncommon nobility
of purpose to bring a common American vision closer to reality.  He dreamt
of social justice as so many of us do, talked of human dignity as so many
of us do.  He went to the front lines, time and time and time again, as so
few of us do.  And, I will think of all that I did do and all that I did
not do.

        I will think of the great challenges he met and challenged us to
meet.  I will think of his unrelenting pursuit of non-violence and how he
rose powerfully above Black militancy.  I will think of his pursuit of
non-violence and how he steadfastly held his course in the face of church
bombings, attacking police dogs, dispersing fire hoses, burning crosses,
shots in the night, exploding bombs, the killing of civil rights workers,
hooded klansmen, screaming mobs, restricted neighborhoods, school children
escorted to class by armed soldiers, student boycotts, police clubs,
travesties of justice, nation-wide racial bigotry that took now
unimaginable forms, White Citizen Councils, resistant state officials, and
scheming federal officials.

        I will think of the risks he took, the times attempts were made to
destroy his reputation, the times he was jailed, the times his life was
threatened, and the time of his murder at the age of 39.  And, I will
think of all that I did do and all that I did not do.

     I will think how far we have come and how much institutional racism
has been eliminated because of Dr. King.  I will think how far we have to
go and how much racism remains in our hearts because of each one of us.

     I will think of all of this and much more.  And doubtlessly, my eyes
will swell up, and I will sadly answer my grandchildrens' question, "Not
enough.  Not enough."


Make it a good day.

                                                       --Louis--


Louis Schmier                     www.therandomthoughts.com
Department of History             www.halcyon.com/arborhts/louis.html
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