I cried, for those that have left us and left us with a broken past, that they fought for us to have the ability to be able to sit down and have a descent meal, use of bathrooms, water fountains, to walk down the street with our heads held high, good schools, good jobs. The ones that have gone home before us I know with certainty are dancing in the streets of paved Gold in Heaven!!! shouting Halleluiah, Halleluiah and I shout with them!