Martin Luther King Day has come and gone. I went to a small sweet kid-friendly celebration in Woodland Park, 18 miles west of us & quite a bit higher in elevation.
I still remember where I was when I heard the news of his murder: in a little grocery store in San Francisco, where the only other customer--an older white woman--said "They should have done that a long time ago."
I was so shocked I didn't know what to say, and walked out without buying whatever it was I was there for.
I was 18 years old.
That scene, by the way, is in my new book, EDEN, which will be out in April. A bit altered but the main point--the contempt--is there.