Today's Inauguration for the Saints!
One of those Saints was my grandfather. My grandfather was born in 1900. He grew up in the northwest Florida town of Marianna. And he later moved to central Florida.
I think the death of Martin Luther King was too much for him. He sat and watched Dr. King's funeral in disbelief. His dream was dead!
Later that afternoon, my grandfather had a stroke that left him bedridden for life.
So as I looked at the older people in the crowds today, I think they were over enjoyed to realize that the dream was deferred and had not died with MLK.
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