. . . judgment based on "content of character," not color of skin; "brotherhood will be more than a few words at the end of a prayer"; and "one day justice will roll down like water, and righteously like a mighty stream."
Less than four months later, he was dead. His dream, tattered and worn, lives on.
It is amazing to me that this was only 50 years ago. Not even a lifetime.
We have come far in America, but still have far to go.