My Thelma, Selma and MLK | Wendy K. Williamson

January 20, 2015 6:55 PM

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I'm staring out my office window, watching the school children head towards their moms, dogs by their sides, cars ready and reflecting on my early years. I can't help but think of Thelma. In thirty minutes I'll leave to pick up my mom. We're going to see Selma. If those names aren't coincidence enough, I don't know what is. Between the movie and Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, I'm reminded of Thelma, the very special woman who took care of me and my older sister, as a mother would her own child.

I'm staring out my office window, watching the school children head towards their moms, dogs by their sides, cars ready and reflecting on my early years. I can't help but think of Thelma. In thirty minutes I'll leave to pick up my mom. We're going to see Selma. If those names aren't coincidence enou...

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