Never finished, but getting better
As I write this, it is Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. Day. We have holidays to celebrate great people and great accomplishments. As time passes the great people seem to become even greater, but the magnitude of the great deeds, having been accomplished, seems to shrink as time passes, memories fade, and the participants die. As great as Martin Luther King was, there are so many others who made sacrifices of time and life, whose names and deeds should also be celebrated on this day.
There are incidences too, of actions taken whose motives were not understood at the time but revealed only later for what they were and how they changed lives. In this case, my life.
It was 1960, and a friend and I were playing pool and drinking beer in a bar in South Florida. We were both 17, and should not have been in the bar, nor were we wanted in the bar, but we were not asked to leave.
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