This morning, I am still at home. It is cold (20 degrees) and icy. I will probably wait until after lunch to go into the office.
As I mentioned last week, my family celebrated Christmas last Friday night. That's right -- January 12th! It was pouring down rain. We ate our family Christmas dinner (Mexican food), and were headed to the den to open gifts -- when the doorbell rang.
I went to the door -- and could hear caroling! On January 12th! A group of dear friends knew about our late Christmas -- and had come to help us celebrate! Dennis and Sonya Lee, Jacob and Heather Baker, Edwards' and Jones' families and Craig Jordan. It was one of those special memories that Beverly and I will cherish for the rest of our lives.
Today our nation honors the memory of one of America's greatest leaders -- Martin Luther King, Jr. I can vividly remember as a child growing up in Jackson, Mississippi during the Civil Rights era. I recall how people in our neighborhood would freak out when Dr. King was coming to town. Even at the age of 7 or so, I wondered what it what that they feared about this man. You could see the kindness and love in his eyes -- even as he was being arrested. For what? For peacefully demonstrating against segregation.
I'm glad Dr. King had a dream.