The Force of July


It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity … it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way …

Pretty good, huh? Just something I knocked off. Don’t know where the Dickens it came from.

Fifty-five years ago, when I was a wee shaver, my parents took our family to see and listen to the Rev. Martin Luther King speak on the Winnetka Village Green. Winnetka then, and for many years after, was the most affluent town in the United States. I had just graduated from eighth grade.

What I remember from that peaceful celebration was the contingent of about six Nazis parading around in their brown shirts holding Nazi placards, protected by…



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