This day never fails to remind me of all that we have accomplished and how far we still have to go.
I was just a young girl when my family drove cautiously down the streets of Iowa as the protesters lined up on the sidewalks. Heavily armed with baseball bats, chains and knives, it was a terrifying sight.
I remember being very confused about why this was happening. When I looked at the people as we passed by I didn’t see color or any difference at all. They were all the same to me, every face was filled with fear.
My deepest prayer for this day and always is that people everywhere will hear Dr. King's beautiful message and know peace.