Today, a few days after his birthday, we honor the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. But forty years after his murder his message is lost in the icon of King. Many of us have the day off. People will say kind words about him. Mattress stores will have their holiday sales for people of all colors can now sleep together in peace. People will talk about his dream, but very few people know what that dream was. Martin Luther King was far more complex than the man who stood in Washington D.C. and revealed his dream to the thousands upon thousands standing in hope there. His dream went far beyond racial...

When I was in junior high school a thousand years ago, we had a dance. I didn’t go to it because I lived too far from the school and my parents didn’t want to drive me the thirty some odd miles each way back to school and back home. This was undoubtedly very wise considering the state of repair of our car, and old Ford station wagon. My dad was barely able to start this car on most occasions, and driving it was no picnic either. I distinctly remember that this car had big holes in the floor caused by rust. I used to enjoy watching the street pass under us as my dad drove up and down...