In his address, Lyndon Baines Johnson not only laid open the U.S. racial question. He also bared some innermost thoughts on how he yearns to be regarded by history. Excerpts:
My first job after college was as a teacher in Cotulla, Texas, in a small Mexican-American school. My students were poor, and they often came to class without breakfast and hungry. And they knew even in their youth the pain of prejudice. They never seemed to know why people disliked them, but they knew it was so because I saw it in their eyes.
I often walked home late in the afternoon wishing...
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