Martin Luther King Day (one day late)

"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. . . one day . . . little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

"And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

I have heard key phrases from the marvelous speech of Dr. Martin Luther King, but today is the first time I read it from beginning to end. It is powerful and beautiful.

I wonder what Dr. King would think of our transracial families. I hope he would be pleased, but maybe he would be like those who think that instead of bridging prejudice, we are wiping out the black culture. I know that my nieces and nephews do not see the color of Baylie's skin. They just love her as another cousin, another member of this big, crazy, happy family. That has to be a good thing.