Here I am again on this third Monday in January with a few hundred others celebrating the life of Martin King and rededicating ourselves to his goals of peace, justice, and freedom.
Up Broad Street singing "We Shall Overcome" along the first block.
As we cross Second Avenue the leader shouts, "What do we want?!"
And we reply, "Freedom!"
"When do we want it?!"
"Now!!"
Then a few verses of "Kumbaya".
Another shout.
Another Block.
"This Little Light of Mine"
Shout again.
"Ain't Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me Around."
All along the way I think, as I do on this day every year,
of the water fountains at JC Penney's,
the Busy Bee lunch counter,
Silas McComb's little room upstairs in the Desoto Theatre,
the KKK rallys behind the levee,
the day I got to listen to Hosea Williams at Metropolitan Methodist just up the street.
And now I think of Barack Obama and wonder how that eloquent young man, so reminiscent of that even younger one we celebrate today, might help to heal our nation still recovering from the cancers of slavery and that great war that filled all those graves on the far side of Myrtle Hill.
I can't help but root a little for Barack this day.
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