I took a trip to Atlanta this past week and relived some of my life in the 1980s when we would travel there often. It has changed quite a bit since then. I’d love to have a job where I go to cities to compare and contrast my city’s virtues with those of others.
First thing I did when I got off the plane was ride the MARTA to the Martin Luther King Jr. memorial site and National Park. That was a highlight and certainly worth the very cold two hours. At times, it was hard to keep from crying reliving so many struggles and bad moments in Civil Rights history. The Eternal Flame was a good space to reflect on all that I had seen. Continue reading