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They Both Had a Dream

It's a "remember where I was day". Some things from your childhood stick with you as you go through life, and this is one of them. Tonight, as America nominates the first African-American for President, I will think back to the moment.

Forty-five years ago today I was 12 years old and I remember our family sitting in the kitchen. It was dinnertime. My mother made sure the TV was on, and that we watched Dr. Martin Luther King's "I Have A Dream" speech. Though I was just 12 at the time, with little inkling how many times I would hear those words in years to come, I can to this day see that TV, hear the power of Dr. Kings voice around our kitchen table and remember how my mother was moved by Dr. King's message.

One of my good Buckeye friends remembers that day as well. Last summer I traveled to Washington D.C. to interview this man, and as we walked together across the Georgetown Bridge, he pointed towards the site of Dr. King's speech. "That's where I decided to make something of myself," he said. "I was a young man," he explained, "and I saw all these people going somewhere. I didn't know where, but I thought since they were all going, I too should go see what was up and where they were headed". When he got there, the 'where they were going' was the Lincoln Memorial, and the 'what was up' was Dr. King's Speech.

"I listened to that speech and then and there decided that I was going to do something with my life", my friend said. He has. Part of that something was to come to Columbus and star in the Horseshoe, which you will read about in the book. But this Story of the 'Shoe will be not only what my friend did while he was on the field, but also about the work he is doing now, paying forward to the very ideals Dr. King preached those 45 years ago this day. The good Dr. King, and my friend's old coach, would be most proud of the man he is and the life he is now living. Who is this Buckeye? I'll give you a hint; his number was a lucky one. If you can't figure this one out, bone up on your Ohio State History, or wait for my book...it'll all be in there.