The Reverend Doctor Martin Luther King, Jr., was assassinated at 6:01 in the evening, on this day in 1968.
I understand that after the police and FBI arrived, during all the confusion, people running around, agents trying to get a handle on what had happened, one agent informed his superior on a walkie-talkie how he just heard Coretta Scott King say that Martin’s dream would never die. There was, I gather, a pause. Then the agent’s superior instructed him “Go find out what that dream was.”
We might profitably spend the whole of our lives on such a quest.
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