Racism Is Still With Us. But It

I'd See The Bus Pass Every Day… But To Me, That Was A Way Of Life; We Had No Choice But To Accept What Was The Custom. The Bus Was Among The First Ways I Realized There Was A Black World And A White World.

Memories Of Our Lives, Of Our Works And Our Deeds Will Continue In Others.

I Would Like To Be Remembered As A Person Who Wanted To Be Free... So Other People Would Be Also Free.

I Would Like To Be Known As A Person Who Is Concerned About Freedom And Equality And Justice And Prosperity For All People.

I Will No Longer Act On The Outside In A Way That Contradicts The Truth That I Hold Deeply Inside. I Will No Longer Act As If I Were Less Than The Whole Person I Know Myself Inwardly To Be.