- Martin Luther King Day; It’s Not Enough!
- Are There No Leaders with Real Balls/Ovaries Anymore?
- From the hallway, I could hear the muffled sound of the TV in the other room. Curiosity pulled me into that room to find my mother crying, watching our old black and white TV set.
- I glanced at the set where I saw a man I didn’t recognize speaking in a way that commanded my attention. As compelling as this man was, there was something else going on in that room that had an even stronger pull, my mother.
I looked over at my mom. I saw her dislodge her glasses upwards as she wiped a steady stream of tears from her eyes. I had seen my mother cry many times. To be honest, at that point in our lives there seemed to be an abundance of reasons for my mom to be in tears, but this was different.
As a ten year old boy, I walked over, put my hand on my mom’s shoulder and in an attempt to comfort her I asked what was wrong. Looking up at me, she tried to smile, but it wasn’t working. She stumbled for words and pointed at the TV saying: “He’s dead?” I looked back at the set, and the powerful, charismatic presence of Martin Luther King Jr. rang out like a bell in the fog.
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Are There Any REAL Leaders left?
When I was a boy, I wanted to be an American. It wasn’t the cowboys or Hollywood that appealed to me. It was something more, something deeper.