It brought back so many gripping memories for me. I remember the riots in Chicago and how it affected us. I remember the Collegium we held with Joe after Bobby Kennedy was killed. He asked us if we were willing to die for the mission. I eagerly held up my hand and said yes as some others did.

Tonight there were pictures of the 1968 Democratic convention. I went with Al Lingo to the Blackstone Hotel and we watched the demonstrators and police clash. I remember the national guard being in 5th city and helicopters and surveillance planes flying overhead.

We think our country is more divided now than ever. I am remembering how divided we were then.