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i have a dream: The Death of a Dream - 01/17/12 10:36 AM
 
 
 
The Death of a Dream
 
I was a senior in high school in 1968 when Dr. Martin Luther King was killed.  I can still feel the lost and hopeless pain that almost overwhelmed me when I heard the news.  I can still hear loudly the voice of the captain of the basketball team laughing and saying, “Well, that’s one less uppity n----r.” 
Fighting back tears, I went to the principal’s office and pleaded “sick” to be excused from classes for the rest of the day.
If there was any special memorial service or even any special … (22 comments)