I was born twenty days after the assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. His dream lives on in me. What the pastor from Ebeneezer Baptist Church in Atlanta wished for was a world where his four little children would be judged by the content of their character, rather than the color of their skin.
A half century later, progress in race relations have ebbed and flowed, but in dark corners of society, people are still hated for their ethnicity, also for their sexual orientation, their caste status, even their political ideology.
I like to think we are all sum totals of our experience, and those of our ancestors. We are products of a fluid environment, and divided only by ignorance. Team sports builds character by promoting camaraderie, by endorsing the notion that the whole is greater than the sum of its parts, and practice prepares us to anticipate. This is Common Purpose. Our differences don’t matter when our purpose is common.
I pledged allegiance to a flag that promised liberty and justice for all. One nation. Under God. Indivisible. With Liberty and Justice for All. I am not LGBQT but I respect their liberty to live their best life. I am not a triathlete but I respect their freedom to compete against each other and themselves. This is Personal Culture.
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