I am reminded on this day when we honor the memory and work of Dr.King how blessed I was at home. One of my uncles was a racist bully who openly used the N word. I heard my mother say to him after one of his vile outbursts. ” Every night when I go to bed I say the same prayer. I hope that when you wake up tomorrow you are black so you will understand what racism does to innocent people.” I have never forgotten my mother’s words, and it has been my anchor regarding all people. I thank my mother and Dr. King for creating a path to sister and brotherly love and respect.