I’ve wept more than once with feelings I find hard to name as I take in the USA women’s World Cup championship.
I search my memory. Have I ever witnessed anything akin to it in spirit: women as a unit representing a primal force of dignity?
The closest I can come occurred in 1963. I was 19.
I watched Dr. Martin Luther King’s “I Have a Dream” speech live on TV with a dozen or so African American cleaning ladies in the day room of a bachelor officer’s quarters on Fort Bragg, North Carolina, mine the only white face in the group.
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