I had a profound experience last Christmas. An experience that took me outside my life and transported me to a time I never lived and a place I've never been. The memory of it lingers like a song I never heard yet seems vaguely familiar. Especially on Martin Luther King Jr. Day and always during Black History Month.
MLK Jr Day: Detroit's Rosa Parks bus to Treme Congo Square Kwanzaa | Examiner.com
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