I’m old enough to remember the America of the sixties and the events that shaped those who came of age in those times.
They were strange times but oddly enough exciting in their way. Hanging thick in the American atmosphere were Russian made nukes, assassinations, civil unrest, political scandals, and new found freedoms.
The nation’s melting pot was still boiling over and people of vision, whether long or short haired, were beginning to think in terms of a new ethical and moral roadmap for the nation. One that might bring our traditional core values such as equality, freedom, and self determination onto a path that led to everyone’s front door.
Young people of that age dreamed and spoke of the lofty things they would do when their turn came. When their turn came to be the leaders, shakers and makers.
Well, that time has come and is almost gone. Many of the dreamers have attained positions of influence and power. Many have remembered their dreams, and many have not.
Once again we may have left some of our most pressing issues to the next generation of dreamers. An American legacy so to speak, but not one that bodes well for the marginalized people of our nation who have patiently waited so long for equity.
Dare to dream, and then commit to making the dream a reality.