A Quote by John Lewis

Medgar Evers was assassinated in his driveway retuning from an NAACP meeting in downtown Jackson. And then you go back there years later, and the blood is still on the driveway. They cannot wash it away.

John Lewis

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Away Back Blood Cannot Downtown Driveway Go His Jackson Later Meeting NAACP Still Then Wash Years

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John Lewis
American - Politician
Born: February 21, 1940

I was sitting on the bus, and the sign said if you're ready to better your life, come to Medgar Evers College, and I got off the bus and went to Medgar Evers College.

Iyanla Vanzant

It's so much fun to dream in your driveway. I had an old wooden backboard in my driveway. That's where my friends and I hung out.

Brad Stevens

Even though it's hard to learn how to back your car out the driveway at first, once it becomes a habit, you can do it almost automatically and think about something else, like the meeting that you need to go to today or what's on the radio.

Charles Duhigg

It's easy to forget history or give it a cliff notes. The cliff notes of history. But mainly, so much of what happens in 'Eyes on the Prize' happened in Jackson, Mississippi. Jackson, Mississippi isn't really known for any other touchstone to the movement, other than Medgar Evers being killed. There were sit-ins and riots and atrocities.

Tate Taylor

But really, I've worked my whole life to become a great basketball player. When I see that jersey go up, I'm sure I'm gonna have flashbacks to when I was 4 and 5 years old playing in my driveway because I loved it. I still love it to this day. It's been one of my first loves in life: basketball.

Becky Hammon

Be able to back up a car for a considerable distance in a straight line and back out of a driveway.

Marilyn vos Savant

You might be a redneck if your boat has not left the driveway in 15 years.

Jeff Foxworthy

If he's got golf clubs in his truck or a camper in his driveway, I don't hire him.

Lou Holtz

This is the autumn of wonders, yet every day, every single day, I go back to that burned afternoon in August when T. Ray left. I go back to that one moment when I stood in the driveway with small rocks and clumps of dirt around my feet and looked back at the porch. And there they were. All these mothers. I have more mothers than any eight girls off the street. They are the moons shining over me.