I shall never forget the incredible day that I, as one of those "Hard-Headed" women attended the Million Man March. Another woman and I motored to DC and had a hot breakfast prepared by my brother, a day of warmth and camaraderie with my brothers and nephews. My brother had also bought us all matching MM March T-shirts. I joyfully recall all those men of strong conviction who stood for hours to hear all speakers. I had brought blankets for us (women have forethought). I recall the strong arms of young men who, in a gentlemanly gesture, lifted my riding companion and me over a wall so we could venture nearer the front on the lawn to see better. It was a day of love and pride for Black men who traveled from all across the country to be there. And YES, there REALLY were a MILLION OR MORE BLACK MEN on the National Mall that day.
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