Martin Luther King Day is much more than a holiday

Edited with AI

I wrote this in 1998, 24 years ago and it was published and distributed by The Progressive Media Project and appeared in more than 100 daily newspapers.

By Akilah Monifa
Martin Luther King Day is much more than a holiday.

I often wonder what those who didn't know the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. think of the man and the holiday. I don't have that problem.

I am a 41-year-old African-American woman who grew up in Huntsville, Ala. My parents strategized and marched with King. I learned about civil disobedience and protests from them when I was 4. I heard them talk of engaging in sit-ins at segregated lunch counters. And they explained to me that we would not be buying new clothes from the segregated stores in town on Easter because King, in conjunction with the local churches, had organized a boycott. If we couldn't shop at these stores by entering the front door, we wouldn't patronize them.
Easter clothes and accouterments were a big deal among many African Americans in the South. It was the time when we put on our finest clothes. We all got entirely new outfits _ the whole regalia, including underwear, shoes, purses, hats and gloves.

So it was a very big deal to forgo this. The organizing strategy was to wear blue jeans that Easter Sunday in 1962. Now, little black girls did not wear pants to church anywhere in the 1960s, much less jeans. But it was a visible way to demonstrate our outrage with stores that discriminated against us based on race. King knew that this would be a hard sell in the black community, but he also understood that it was essential.

I never met King, but my father so vividly described the meetings and organizing sessions around the boycott that in my young mind, I had met the great man. Plus, in a lot of black homes in the 1960s, three pictures were hanging on the walls: Jesus Christ, John F. Kennedy, and the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr.

My father, just three years younger than King, spoke of him both as a good friend and as a genius. His oratory skills were legendary and I'm not simply speaking of his oft-quoted "I Have a Dream" speech. If there was an opportunity to hear King preach, you took that opportunity. His down-home preaching was so good that it made you want to holler and fan yourself at the same time.

I wonder what King, who would have been 70 this year, would make of the country in 1999? He would notice the national holiday and all of the streets named after him, but I imagine he would not be impressed. King was a man of substance. Stamps, holidays,

and streets were not in his master plan.

King advocated for diversity, for an end to discrimination. His "dream" has not come to fruition. But neither are we in the nightmare that some might suggest. A lot of people simply "talk the talk" rather than "walk the walk" around the diversity King dreamed of. Many of us spend the majority of our time with people who look like us rather than those who may reflect the diversity of which we speak.

So, I will honor the anniversary of King's birth as I did even in the years before it became a federal holiday. I will shed tears over the loss of a great man and a philosopher. I will rue the lack of knowledge that most have of his life and legacy. And I will offer a not-so-silent prayer that the best way to honor King is by listening or reading some of his speeches and by "walking the walk" of diversity. Actions do speak louder than words.