One of the advantages of living in the Washington, D.C., area is the opportunity to take part on the frontlines of important events. I used to play tennis with a friend here who would tell me about being present at Martin Luther King’s I Have a Dream speech.
Last night I went down to the Capitol for the viewing of Congressman John Lewis, who spoke on that famous day. I had been fortunate to meet him once in 2006 at an art gallery of all places. He was so gracious in signing an illustrated book titled John Lewis in the Lead: A Story of the Civil Rights Movement, and in addressing the lucky 25 or 30 of us on famous events of his life—and, of course, of the country.
What struck me more than anything last night was the diversity of the crowd—all masked of course—in all facets: age, race, ethnicity, gender, even clothing. Police were helpful, cold water was handed out ...