200+ turn out @ Mt. Zion Baptist for Mandela Memorial, 12-15
L-R: Nelson Mandela book, music, Keynote Speaker & Commissioner Pct. 4 candidate Tommy Calvert, Marie Martinez & husband, Jaime Martinez (speaker) surviving Tuskegee Airman Granville Coggs, Peggye Williams Mills, Singer Patty Fennell, Harry Page, Pastor Claudette Copeland, Speaker Taj, Matthews, County Judge Nelson Wolff & Renee Watson, Councilwoman Ivy Taylor, UTSA Professor (from South Africa) Dr. Bekisizwe Ndimande, Rev, C.J. Littlefield, Judge Peter Sakai, Madeleine Dewar, Speaker Cary Clack, Jeannette Hernandez, Dee Villarubia, T.C. Calvert, Event Coordinator former Councilman Mario Salas, County Judge Nelson Wolff, Commissioner Tommy Adkisson, (both County Judge candidates) Commissioner Pct. 4 candidate & former Councilwoman Sheila McNeil, Bexar County Clerk candidates Chris Forbrich & Cassandra Littlejohn (speaker) judicial candidates James Rickerson, Stephanie Boyd (speaker) Brenda Levenstein & children, Carlos Quezada, Milton Fagin, Jeannette Sullivan, Michelle Petty, John Bustamante, & Mary Green, DA candidates Therese Huntzinger & Nico LaHood, participants, former South African President Nelson Mandela
Nelson Mandela's favorite poem by Willliam Ernest Henley:
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
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