I'm Still Learning, You Know. At 80,

I Was Lucky, As Many Of My Generation Was, In Having A Man Like Dr. King In Our Lives. He Came At A Time That We Needed To Take A Long Look At Each Other And See How Similar We Were.

It's So Nice To Get Flowers While You Can Still Smell The Fragrance.

50 Years Old Is Like Springtime To Me.

I Had My Schooling Right There In The Cotton Club.

I Remember The Day Tdr. King Died. I Wasn't Angry At The Beginning. It Was Like Something Very Personal In My Life Had Been Touched And Finished.