On August 28, 1963, a quarter of a million activists and demonstrators from every corner of America convened for the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom.
Joy is the warm tingly feeling of the sun tickling your toes in the morning. It's the giggly, squiggly feeling when you are doing something silly. Even when you wake to the rain and your joy is washed away, it's waiting at the bottom of the puddle.