Because I have a dream. My four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today. Thank you. Hey, everybody.

I'm Mary Ann Williamson. Welcome to my podcast.

On January 18th, we will be celebrating Martin Luther King Jr. day. And this is the time when we all think about Dr. Martin Luther King,

Jr. We talk about him, and hopefully we learn ever more to embody the principles for which he lived

and died. I'd like to tell you my own personal story related to Martin Luther King, Jr.

All of us have our own interface with his being and with his ideas.

And mine started when I was 15 years old and the day that he was assassinated.

I was doing what was usually happening in the afternoon.

There wasn't 24-hour news at that time. I was in the den watching television. I grew up in

Houston, and my mother was in the kitchen making dinner. This was a very normal routine in my

household. And in those days, breaking news meant something. It drives me

insane the way now, practically every newscast is preceded by breaking news, keeping everybody

in this heightened state of alert when the breaking news might be that Justin Bieber got a DWI

or something. I think it's a terrible dereliction of duty on the part of the

news media that they, for the sake of a hit, you know, in their ratings, will keep everybody on

the verge of their seats by saying it's breaking news, even when it shouldn't be treated as something

that important. And I say that because when I was growing up,

if you saw breaking news, that meant everybody came to watch to see.

It said breaking news.

And they came on and they said that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

had been shot and killed that day at the Lorraine Motel in Memphis. My mother turned around. She was watching.

I remember she had a towel in her hands, a dish towel, and she looked just stricken.

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