MARTIN LUTHER KINGS DEATH-DAY. JUST ALSO HAPPENED TO BE MY BIRTHDAY. APRIL 4, 1968. I WAS GOING TO NORTHERN ILLINOIS UNIVERSITY. THE DORM FLOOR ERUPTED WITH CHEERS. A LOT OF NAZI TYPES FROM CHICAGO. THERE WAS ONE BLACK GUY ON THE FLOOR. HE HELPED ME PACK AND I HELPED HIM PACK AND WE WERE GONE. I NEVER SAW HIM AGAIN. LEAVING WAS NOT GOOD FOR THE GPA, BUT IT SURE WAS GOOD FOR THE SOUL.
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