Memories of MLK

 

I went to hear him speak at the old Chicago Stadium. Men wearing trench coats and hats walked up and down the aisles taking pictures of us. We knew they were FBI. My good friend Chuck Markels went south to help register voters.  Later, he was one of the lawyers who drafted and fought for the Chicago fair housing law and scattered public housing.

We marched and sometimes we registered our presence on the sidelines.  We were proud of our stance.