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After I Got Over The Terrible Pain Of Having Something Of Mine Taken From Me, I Began To Think How Bad Everybody Else Must Be Feeling. It Wasn't A Nice Time.

I Thought Of Singing And Acting As A Living-making. I Was Able To Take Care Of Myself And A Few Of My Friends.

Every Color I Can Think Of And Nationality, We Were All Touched By Dr. King Because He Made Us Like Each Other And Respect Each Other.

Nobody Black Or White Who Really Believes In Democracy Can Stand Aside Now; Everybody's Got To Stand Up And Be Counted.

I Remember The Day Tdr. King Died. I Wasn't Angry At The Beginning. It Was Like Something Very Personal In My Life Had Been Touched And Finished.