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Martin Luther King Jr. Day is coming again Ho-hum, can we all pretend It's a deeply meaningful holiday not a quick winter weekend get-a-way So let's pretend, let's imagine we care Remember MLK? Do you dare? ... The last of the great political preachers the kind we used to call 'inspirational speakers' He urged us to grab our passions from dusty shelves to utilize them to be our best selves Gunned down by a bigot's bullet for challenging us to live life to the fullest ~ Treasure his memory. We may never see his like again. ~

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Date: 1/11/2024 4:31:00 AM
would that we all had "THAT DREAM"
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Date: 1/10/2024 8:26:00 PM
His words were true inspiration! They were poetic!
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Date: 1/10/2024 5:19:00 AM
powerful and truthful words. I remember him quite well, for I was in my late teens, those impressionable years. He was a charismatic, sincere, captivating, and motivational speaker. For that he was gunned down. We lost something in America that day, something more than the MLK himself. I remember feeling both angry and sad. Thanks for your words that stirred a memory for me. Have a great day, Sara
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