Under the Sun of That Dream
Jan 17th, 2011 | By Erik Kestler | Category: Featured, Politics
βIn the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.β
β Martin Luther King Jr.
My father grew up at the bottom of a hill. My mother lived at the top of that same hill, in Washington Heights, New York City, in the 1950s ...read more
