I'm Still Learning, You Know. At 80,

Nobody Black Or White Who Really Believes In Democracy Can Stand Aside Now; Everybody's Got To Stand Up And Be Counted.

I've Seen So Much. And I've Heard So Many Great Performers. There Are Performers Now That Couldn't Work Back In The Days When I Came Along.

Every Color I Can Think Of And Nationality, We Were All Touched By Dr. King Because He Made Us Like Each Other And Respect Each Other.

I Remember The Day Tdr. King Died. I Wasn't Angry At The Beginning. It Was Like Something Very Personal In My Life Had Been Touched And Finished.

I Was Unique In That I Was A Kind Of Black That White People Could Accept. I Was Their Daydream. I Had The Worst Kind Of Acceptance Because It Was Never For How Great I Was Or What I Contributed. It Was Because Of The Way I Looked.