In Memphis, Tennessee on a mini-vacation, my girlfriend & I have stumbled upon the Lorraine Motel, where the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King was assassinated on April 4, 1968 (40 years & 2 months ago). It has been completely preserved! Like stepping back in time, it looks exactly like it did then, with a huge wreath hanging on the very spot where Dr. King fell on the balcony. The amazing thing is, the hotel interior has been very appropriately converted into the National Civil Rights Museum. This museum traces the whole history of the struggle, in a very moving way, culminating in a path through Room 306 where King last slept. His room is exactly as it was when he last left it, dirty dishes, cigarrette butts & all! While Mahalia Jackson sings "Precious Lord, Take My Hand" over the speakers... this is a tremendously moving shrine. After standing at Elvis' grave yesterday, and Dr. King's today, this is turning into a real spiritual pilgrimage. (I don't place Elvis & Dr. King in the same category, but each surely deserves tons of respect.)