Not Enough Hours In The Day

I know, I know, I know…….. I should have had my updates up by now. It is challenging. For example; It is 10:49 pm and I just got home from an appointment and hour ago. I’m exhausted and writing is the last thing I want to do. So this will just be a quick post to assure you that I am still on my program. I am working the system and still drinking my water. I am just finding it difficult to find time to update you. As of right now, it looks as if tomorrow will be the day for catching you up. Please understand and bear with me. There just simply seems like there is not enough hours in the day. As of right now, I’m headed to bed. Till then………

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Coming Soon………………..

I know it’s been awhile since my last post and I have many updates and much to tell. I have had a lot going on and I hope to have my updates complete by tomorrow midnight.

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Day 32, 33, 34 & 35: Back On Track……… MAYBE ?

First things first…… I still owe you lasts week update on my water consumption.  Let’s just keep it simple. I consumed anywhere from 1 to 2 quarts of water every day last week until I had that dreaded visit from my nemesis…….. DEPRESSION! You see, I’m an emotional eater and when I feel down I make extremely bad food and beverage decision. So……….. in the mist of my despair, I broke down and bought 2 bottles of my favorite fizzy beverage. I remember driving home with them in the passengers seat……… feeling guilty, but also anxious. I was feeling, what I can only explain as, addiction like feelings……. a “can’t wait” to get my drug type of feeling. Therefore, when I got home I took a tall glass, filled it with ice and poured my Clear Splash carbonated flavored water all the way to the top. I heard the popping and fizzing of the drink and my mouth began to water. I couldn’t wait. Honestly, writing about it now is provoking the same physical response. Unbelievable !! Anyway, I rushed the glass to my lips and took my first sip to only be disappointed. Yes, disappointed. It didn’t taste the same. I really didn’t like it. Could this be? What happened? Maybe it’s a bad bottle… right? So I continued to drink from my glass, to only be more disappointed. This was not what I remembered. The sight and sound of the glass was the same but the taste had changed. Well, not really. My taste buds changed. It was too sweet, tangy, and tart all at the same time. Before starting my water experiment, I would have downed that liter bottle in one setting. But this time it took me 2 days. It just wasn’t a taste I desired anymore. I actually desired my water more. This is a good thing. I’m sad that I broke down and fell off the wagon so to speak, but what I learned was priceless. What I learned gives me hope. It gives me hope that when I go into my 90 day raw food challenge or my 90 day juice fasting challenge that I might be able to permanently change my cravings and desires to something far more nutritional and beneficial for my mind body and soul. I learned that I CAN BE DONE! By Sunday, day 30, I was back on the wagon. No harm, no foul……..right? C’mon, give me a break. (smiling)

Now on to the rest…… Day 32, Tuesday

Well I did have an appointment that was scheduled that day but she had to reschedule. Therefore, Tuesday became about calls, calls and more calls. I’ll spare you the mundane and just skip to my point total. I ended the day with 16 points. My water intake for day 32 was 2 quarts even.

Day 33 Wednesday

I had 2 appointments scheduled on the books and only one actually held. 50%, not bad. I didn’t leave with any cases but there is great potential for this one. I have a second appointment with her scheduled on th 17th. Again, I will spare you the mundane and just get to the numbers. I ended Day 33 with 30 points. YES, I’m 5 points over my daily total !!

Day 34, Thursday

Rough day all the way around.  I had 2 appointments set. The first one was at 11am but because he got stuck at the doctors it was pushed back to 11:30. I found this out as I was sitting in my car outside his house waiting for 11:00am. So when he called to say that he wouldn’t make it by 11:30, I just had to take the mountain to Mohammed. I drove to his doctor’s office. Trying to do business in a car is awkward, but at least this time effective. Unfortunately, because of all these delays I am now rushed to get to my next appointment. Feeling now that I’m going to be late for my 1:oo pm, I decide I needed to give her a call. Soon as I reach her, she say’s “I’m glad you called. I’m out now but will be back at 1:30. Can we meet then?” I say “Yes”. I really didn’t mind the change because, by now, I’m hungry. So I have just enough time to get home, make a sandwich and drive back out to her house for the now 1:30 appointment. Finally, I get to her home, get all my materials out the car,  while managing to get my pants completely wet from the left over snow, I walk to the door, knock, and wait patiently for someone to answer. It’s a nurse. A nurse came to the door and I say, ” Ms. Ingram?” She says “NO”  I then say “is Ms. ********* Ingram here?” This lady then tells me, that nobody by that name lives there. What? So I check my address against where I am and YES, I’m in the right place. What is going on? I walk back to my car, get out my cell phone and call Ms. Ingram. She answers saying “Hello *******”    I’m glad she knows it’s me. I ask her what her address is again? She gives me the address to where I’m standing. I then explain to her that I just knocked on the door and someone said that she did not live there. She says, “Yes, she’s new, but it doesn’t matter because I’m still not back yet” “Huh, I just talked to you, WHAT?” She then goes on to explain that she isn’t back and that she will not be back for at least another hour. WHAT???? I wanted to scream, but I didn’t. I just told her it was ok, we can reschedule. Now I’m frustrated. I’m throw my bag into the car and tell myself, THERE HAS GOT TO BE A BETTER WAY TO DO THIS JOB !!

 Point total ended up being 22. Water intake was 48 ounces.

Day 35. Friday

Today was a half day for me. I had some personal things to take care during the bulk of the day, so what Friday boiled down to be, was a down and dirty call session from 5 to 7pm.  I was able to schedule 3 appointments, and make 10 contacts from this session. It was surprisingly successful. Typically Friday nights are bad nights to call people. I ended today with 19 points. Yes, this is shy of my 25 point goal, but I do have tomorrow. I have 2 confirmed appointments tomorrow and I’m thinking positive things about them. Tomorrow could possibly make my week. We shall see…………

As of right now my water total is right at 32 ounces, but I’m not finished yet. I will have to confirm later where my water intake total actually ended up being for today.

INTERESTING SIDE NOTE:  From January 1, 2011 to January 31, 2011, I lost 3.5 pounds, I have not changed my diet. I have not started exercising, Everything is as usual, except for the adding of a “minimum” of 32 ounces of water. Hmmmm……….there may be something to this water thing. 

Until next time.

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Day 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, & 31: Lady Depression

Ok,  I think I clearly remember writing that I would never take this long to post again. Hmm, well, what I’m learning is that some things in life just can’t be help. On to the updates……….

Day 25: Tuesday 

This was an in office day. I spent the majority of the day calling and trying to schedule appointments. It wasn’t as successful as I would have liked it to been.  I ended the day with 18 points, 7 shy of my daily goal of 25.  Now normally this wouldn’t have been an issue. You have an ok day and make it up with a better day later in the week, Remember it doesn’t matter as long as at the end of the week I end up with 125 points. So Monday the 24th I got 18 points and Tuesday the 25th I got 18 points. At this point, I’m thinking, not that big of a deal you can get it back C.D. But then it happens………..

Day 26: Wednesday………….DEPRESSION!!

I know that some of you out there may think that this is a copout. Some people don’t believe in depression or think it’s something that you can just snap your fingers and like magic, it goes away. To tell you the truth, I’m not sure if I use to believe in depression myself. Even though I have suffered from depression throughout my entire life, it took me awhile to not only accept that it exists but to realize YES, I’m stricken with this illness. So if you have your doubts, or think it’s something that you can just shake off, I get it. All I have to say is that, you must have never had the misfortune to make the acquaintance of “lady depression”. She is real. She does exist. And what you need to know is that she’s a mighty opponent, a warrior in fact, and for me; my one true NEMISIS! Now she likes to fight with me more in the winter than any other time of the year. And I can always hear her coming. But just because I hear her coming doesn’t mean that I am always prepared. As a matter of fact, I’m NEVER prepared. I just have to do my best to find the strength to fight her back. When we fight, we can fight anywhere from a few hours to a few months…………..ALL WITH NO BREAK; then there was that one time we fought for YEARS. She’s fearless, relentless, merciless, ferocious, unforgiving and down right exhausting! Point-blank, She just don’t give a damn! She wants, what she wants, when she wants it. And what she wants is………………ME; and she’ll stop at nothing to get it.. Although she had been warning me she was coming since December, she finally showed up Wednesday, and picked one hell of a fight. (sighing) I’ve been fighting her every day since. She knows all my strengths and weaknesses and always picks the perfect time to make her presence known. I was able to handle her for the early part of the day. I even managed to get 12 points. I just had to work while she wasn’t looking. Unfortunately, she caught on to what I was doing early, and boy was she PISSED!! She came at me in a fury, looked me dead in the eyes, and I swear I distinctly her say, “You must have lost your mind!”  “You must have forgotten who I am” …… then she put her hand under my chin and lifted my head just enough to make sure I would catch her glaze and said, “You know how this goes, I came to get whats mine” She then tilted my head slightly to the right while raising her closed hand up high above my head and said “I OWN YOU……………AND DON’T YOU EVER FORGET IT!!!”  POW !!!! That was it,  her fist to my chin, LIGHTS OUT !!! It was over.

I don’t remember much since then, I just know I did some stuff, some stuff happened, I don’t know. It has all been a blur.

Day 27, Thursday

Woke up, snowed in. Again,  I did some stuff, some stuff happened, I don’t know. It’s all been a blur.

Day 28, Friday

I did some stuff, some stuff happened, I don’t know. It’s all been a blur.

DAY 29, Saturday

I did some stuff, some stuff happened, I don’t know. It’s all been a blur.

Day 30, Sunday

I’m just starting to come around. This was a scheduled off day anyway. I starting preparing for the work week. To hell with it,  I did some stuff, some stuff happened, I don’t know. I was still a blur.

Day 31, MONDAY

Woke up with a slighty clearer head. Went to the office with 5 cases. Around 2:30, Lady Depression realized I was getting stronger and was preparing my attack , so she sent my manager to come and soften me up for her later. And like her evil little minion, he obeyed her command. This time I was prepared and called on some of my allies for help. Thankfully, with the added strength of my allies, I was able to foil her latest attack. Make no mistake about it, she’s still with me………………….. hissing and growling in an attempt to strike fear in my soul and to remind me of her presence. She’s here with me right now, listening to my ever thought, looking over my shoulder and reading my every word. She’s just hanging around and waiting, PATIENTLY to throw another blow. All I can do is wait and PRAY. Wait for when it happens, and pray for enough of strength to be able to find my way back home……………….. to find my way back to ME.

One day soon, Lady depression won’t have to come looking for me anymore. Instead, it will be ME to come looking for her. I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. And I’ve had it up to here with Lady Depression. I’m gonna come looking for her, to have it out with her ONCE AND FOR ALL. I’m taking her a$$ out to the woodshed for 90 days, and one of us ain’t coming back!!

 

NOTE: I know I didn’t address my water intake for the last 7 days. This post went longer than I planned. I will update my water intake with tomorrow’s post.

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Day 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23 & 24: PLAYING CATCH-UP

Wow, it has been awhile since my last post and I’ve learned a few things since. The first thing that I learned is to do whatever I can to NEVER let this much time go by without posting my updates. Because it’s been so long, this post has the potential off being a disaster on so many levels. I’m going to do my best to keep it accurate & concise, which will be no easy task. I have to catch you up on 7 days !!!

First let’s talk about why it has been so long. Well, it certainly wasn’t planned. If you have been following my blog you know that I usually suffer from a touch of insomnia, and because of that, I find that I’m usually posting some time after 10pm. But this past week, my lack of ability to fall asleep has turned out to be a miraculous ability to fall asleep at the drop of a hat!! So I would go to work like normal and get home between 6 and 8pm and for some reason fall asleep within 30 mins of me getting home. VERY UNUSUAL, weird even. Yes, a welcomed change, but still very weird. As of now, I have no answers to this unusual turn of events. However, since I’m fully awake at 11:37 pm, I feel safe in saying it’s over.

Now onto the next part…… updating !!!! I’m going to do my best on this. I have some facts that I have written down but many that I have not.  I have a weak short-term memory, and I’m fearful of not being very accurate. Let’s start with Day 18

Day 18, TUESDAY 

Day 18 was the day of the ice storm we had here in the D.C. area. So I had a morning appointment that I had to reschedule because the streets were too icy that morning. By the evening the temperature had warmed up but my day was pretty much done. Well, that was at least what I thought. I got a call that afternoon from my manager asking me to run appointments with a new hire. There can be some financial benefits to doing this, so of course, I said YES!!! She had an appointment within 2 hours of that call. So I had to rush to get myself together to meet her. The appointment went well. Apparently the guy we met with is a well know gospel singer. Don’t get excited though, this does not mean that he’s rich. He isn’t. He still has his day job, and still deeply entrenched in the market that I’m trying so desperately to get away from. The good news is, we still got a case and a few referrals. I ended the day with 15 points. This is 10 shy of my 25. I didn’t get to 25 that day because by the time I got home it was too late to make calls and set appointments. But I still had the rest of the week. 

Day 19, WEDNESDAY

Day 19, started with me at the office in the A.M. and running an appointment in the evening. For times sake, I will spare you the details of that particular appointment, no matter how funny they may be. I will just say I got 2 cases and 6 referrals which netted me 33 points for the day, 8 over my goal of 25. Yea!!

Day 20, THURSDAY

Day 20, is simple. I spent all day making calls. Remember those annuity leads I ordered. Well, I received them a week ago, and I have been trying get through the complete list of 150 names before the end of January. So I spent all of Day 19 calling. I was able to get 26 points from my calls only. This is 1 point over my goal of 25. YEA !!

Day 21, Friday

Day 21, is almost a complete blur. I know I worked from home because Friday was our monthly kick-off meeting and I did not want to attend. There is not but so many times you can take a person yelling and talking down to people.  These meetings are usually BRUTAL!! Because of the effect they were starting to have on me, I decided that I would no longer attend. Simply put, they may work for some, but NOT FOR ME. I need to be uplifted, not yelled at, disrespected, talked down to and demeaned, and I certainly don’t want to watch others go through that either. So Friday was mainly calls too. I got 10 new company leads sent to me, and from them I set 4 appointments that day. I also continued to call my annuity list. I have yet to set an appointment from this list. I’m beginning to question the quality of these leads and the validity and/or reputation of the company from which I purchased them. More on that later. The bottom line is I ended the day with 14 points, 11 less than my goal of 25. Boo!

Day 22, Saturday

Day 22, was my Saturday to work. I had 2 appointments scheduled, but I only saw one. The last one rescheduled at the time I was to be there. Yes, that’s when you call to tell someone you can’t make your 1 o’clock appointment… at 1 o’clock!! Makes perfect sense, right? The one appointment that I did see, was interesting to say the least. After almost 3 hours, I left that appointment with  2 cases and 6 referrals.  These are two small cases and I do expect them to chargeback at some point. But, what can I do?  This gave me a total of 33 points for the day. Again, 8 over my daily goal of 25. YEA !!

Day 23, Sunday.

That’s easy, I was off !!! My one day of rest.

Complete Week Total

If you add up all my points, 11 from Monday, 15 from Tuesday, 33 from Wednesday, 26 from Thursday, 14 from Friday, and 33 from Saturday gives me a total of 132 for the week, 7 over my weekly goal of 125. YEA !!!

Day 24, Monday

Day 24, the dreaded Monday! I worked from home again today. Since I haven’t received a paycheck at all this month, I’m trying to conserve money and gas. It now takes 50 dollars to fill my car up. Therefore, I’m only driving when I need to drive. Why drive to the office when I can save gas and telecommute?

I finished my annuity list today. I made a total of 68 calls and set 2 appointments, not from the list though. The two appointments I set came from my referrals. My total for today was 18 points, 7 points shy of my 25. I called until 8pm and that’s what I got. I have no choice but to be happy with the results. I did all I could do.

Now, my reflections on the last 7 days have lead me to some conclusions. However, I will wait a little while before I post them, just to be sure. I do seem to be seeing things a little clearer these days and don’t believe that I will need to do this particular challenge for the whole 90 days. We’ll see though. A lot can change in the next few weeks. I might just stay with the 90 days even though, I may have gotten my answer, just to get that sense of completion. There’s a good feeling that you get when you set a goal, and against all odds, you follow through to completion. I like that feeling, and you can only get it from working hard to achieve a goal. It’s a thin line to walk though. Remember, “The definition of insanity is doing the exact same thing over and over again and expecting things to change”~ Albert Einstein. I certainly don’t what to be proven insane.

WATER INTAKE

Now my water intake for these days is the thing that I’m most uncertain about. The one thing, I’m sure off is that I’m still drinking ONLY WATER. What I can’t tell you is how much water I drank from day 18 to day 24. I know that it was not over 2 quarts a day and at least 1 quart day. That’s the best I can come up with. I would like to make mention that I was really tested on the water end of things Saturday night. Me and three of my friends got together to celebrate a birthday. There was eating and drinking involved, and although I was very tempted to break my beverage restrictions, I DIDN’T!  I wasn’t so much that I wanted to drink the alcoholic beverages that were there, but I just want to drink something different. It could have been a soda, juice, wine, ANYTHING!!! It was extremely difficult at first, but got easier as the night went on. I didn’t need to drink to have a good time. I was having a great time with just my water. At one point I found myself laughing so hard it caused tears to roll down my cheeks. I hadn’t laughed like that in a long time. Imagine that, someone could experience all that joy, under the influence of nothing but WATER !!

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Day 16 & 17: OFF !!!!

Not a whole lot to report for days 16 & 17. I was off both days. In an attempt to catch people home, I did leisurely make some calls today. However, it didn’t work out as well as I would have liked, but I was able to acquire 11 points. Not bad for a day off.  Other than that, Sunday & Monday have been all about decompression from work, while preparing for a busy and hopefully productive week. Last week is over and this week begins!

My water intake is holding still at 64 ounces and my tongue is starting to feel weird. I’m not sure why. I do know that when you detox that you can see & feel the results in your tongue. Although, I don’t think what I’m doing is really a detox. I guess, I really don’t know what’s going on. I guess I’m going to have to hit the books again and see what answer I can come up with. I’m not worried though. No one has ever died from eating regular meals and drinking only water, and I’m fairly certain I won’t be the first.

Until next time………..

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Happy Birthday Dr. King !

In remembrance of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. & celebration of his birthday, I decided to print the text of his famous “I Have A Dream” speech.  It’s powerful to read and even more powerful to see. The speech is as follows:

I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the “unalienable Rights” of “Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.”

But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we’ve come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.

We cannot turn back.

There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. *We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by a sign stating: “For Whites Only.”* We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until “justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.”

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest — quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that 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!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of “interposition” and “nullification” — one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; “and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.”

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day — this will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim’s pride,

From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

                Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

                Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of
                Pennsylvania.

                Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

                Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

                But not only that:

                Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

                Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

                Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

                Free at last! Free at last!

                Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., August 28, 1963

Happy Birthday Dr. King and more importantly, THANK YOU !

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