You never know what will hit most, when all the facts you learned in life become an experience. Attending the memorial service for Coretta Scott King was probably one of the most surreal moments of my life; walking hand in hand across the Edmund Pettus Bridge was eerie and powerful; and I’ll never forget the hollow in my stomach as I walked through the Sixteenth Street Baptist Church. But, my epiphany came when I met Sandra. From her, I became more aware of the fact that history was being made all along and children were a significant part of making history, like she did when she walked with Dr. King. I know now that I never want to miss any part of history again.