On the day Martin Luther King died I remember my mom sitting in front of the TV rocking herself back and forth. My parents were devastated, but they honored MLK legacy all their lives by living a life of service. Especially my mom. She was a psychiatric nurse for 40 years and spent last years at a hospital l that served those those who had little to no money. Today I will do continue my volunteer work to fight pollution hurting communities of color. Happy Birthday MLK. Love you Mom.