I Wake Up 5 A.m. Some Mornings

One Hundred Years Ago, The Slave Was Freed. One Hundred Years Later, The Negro Remains In Bondage To The Color Of His Skin.

I Shall Never Forget The Faces Of The Boys And The Girls In That Little Welhausen Mexican School, And I Remember Even Yet The Pain Of Realizing And Knowing Then That College Was Closed To Practically Every One Of Those Children Because They Were Too Poor. And I Think It Was Then That I Made Up My Mind That This Nation Could Never Rest While The Door To Knowledge Remained Closed To Any American.

We Live Amid Falling Taboos. In Our Crowded Little Hour Of History We Have Seen How The Prejudice Of Religion No Longer Can Bar The Way To The White House. Some Of You May Live To See The Day When The Prejudice Of Sex No Longer Places The Presidency Beyond The Reach Of A Greatly Gifted American Lady. Long Before Them, I Hope You Will See A Woman Member Of The Supreme Court Of The United States. In Congress And In Our State Legislatures We Need More Women To Bring Their Sensitive Experience To The Shaping Of Our Decisions.

Jerry Ford Is So Dumb He Can't Fart And Chew Gum At The Same Time.

It Is Happily And Kindly Provided That In Every Life There Are Certain Pauses, And Interruptions, Which Force Consideration Upon The Careless, And Seriousness Upon The Light, Points Of Time Where One Course Of Action Ends And Another Begins.