In 1968, I was a young mother of a 7 year old, happily married and living in a small house in south east memphis, and worked in a bank. Life was quiet, and much slower than today. Our son was in elementary school at Harding Academy, and we were a normal happy family. The thing I noticed most that changed when Martin Luther King jr. came to Memphis was that we started to feel fear in the city. Suddenly people started rioting, getting violent, and the city basically became what ferguson is today. In my opinion, dr. King was a troublemaker. Everywhere he went people started rioting, and looting. Our family admired his desire to do the right thing, but we feel he didn't go about it the right way.