My father from South Carolina, only made one trip out of that state during his lifetime, and that was to visi our family here in Washington.

And he said, I want to see the Lincoln Memorial.

Abraham Lincoln was not a favorite historical personage in the low country of South Carolina when I was a boy growing up, and neither was he and my family.

And in our home.

And I was surprised that the only thing he wanted to see in Washington, D.C., was the Lincoln Memorial.

I started to get out of the car and he said, no, I want to go alone.

And I sat there and watched him walk those steps, and he got there and stopped and faced Lincoln and turned to the right and went around at Memorial and read every saying of Lincoln's, and came back and got in the car.

Tears welling in his eyes although they were not running.

And he said to me, I'm now ready to go home.

That's what they mean.

I said on August 28th, 1963.

Hartzog witnessed a much large crowd at the Lincoln Memorial, when a quarter of a million people converged on the National Mall as part of the March on Washington to protest the Jim Crow laws that still discriminated against African Americans in the South, and to call on Congress to pass a civil rights bill to bring them to an end.

There, a young minister named Martin Luther King Jr. Who had recently been jailed in Birmingham, Alabama, who the director of the FBI consider the Communist sympathizer and whose life was in constant danger from people who hated the color of his skin and everything he stood for, gave a speech that would be considered a turning point in American history.

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 to be.

This will be the day when all of God's children, yeah, will be able to sing with new meaning.

My country, tis of thee, sweet land of liberty.

Of thee I sing again.

Land where my fathers died.

Land of the pilgrim's pride.

From every mountainside let freedom ring.

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

And with this happening, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and 10 pounds 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.

And now.

Our purpose can a National Park Service and be responsive to the crisis in our society.

To the voice of the UN, the privilege to the voice of the protester who's objecting to the Institute tional status quo, who is seeing a need beyond where we are.

Of the same dimension as the first time I stoo on the South rim of Grand Canyon and looked at magnificent Canyon in front of me, these, everlasting moments that stay with you and influence you life all your life.