Right below where we parked, we noticed a motel with a
wreath hooked on a balcony with
2 white cars parked in the lot.
It hit me that this was the place that Martin Luther King
So down the steps I ran.
The motel is part of the National Civil Rights museum
Right across the street is this gorgeous mural of all
the people that helped the cause.
I would've loved to have gone through the museum but
we were there right at closing time unfortunately and were
not going to be back in the area.
But now we now - when we go for ribs - go earlier.
However, I'm glad to see what I did.