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By LANISE WAITES
Rappahannock News
Guest Columnist
Saturday, August 27, was the 20th anniversary of the March on Washington and Martin Luther King, Jr.'s “/ Had A Dream" speech, observed and reaffirmed with a memorial march for jobs, peace and freedom. Over 250,000 people gathered on the mall, a half-city away and over the rooftops from where / was working a 12-hour Saturday shift on a locked psychiatric care unit. My patients are generally among the city’s poorest—the bag ladies ami the street comer alcoholics.
Martin Luther King had a dream. I was 15 when he spoke so eloquently to the marchers 20 years ago. His dream was of racial harmony and equality. I listened, eager to believe.
There were no black students (then I said “negro”) in my crow’d; there were no black families in my white suburban neighborhood. My only point of reference was the gospel according to Martin Luther King, the gospel of equality for all.
We had one black woman in my graduating class at Johns Hopkins University seven years later. We also
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