Jack of Harts

Fifty years ago, Reverend Martin Luther King and many others crossed a bridge and were attacked for doing so based on the color of their skin. I did not live in that world. I was born in the seventies and grew up in the eighties, in a time and an America that say people, not the color of their skin. It’s hard for me to even imagine a time or place where color was an excuse to make someone ride in the back of a bus or go to a different bathroom. America is better now than we were then. Let’s keep improving her. Let’s keep dreaming.