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bus in 1955, African American seamstress Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat to a white man. Her act of defiance ignited the Montgomery Bus Boycott, which lasted 381 days. Then public busing segregation came to an end. And a movement began.
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    Y es, she was tired.
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    She had grown up with the KKK riding past her house, her grandfather standing guard with the shotgun.
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    She had endured seeing her school burn down—twice.
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    She had faced this bus driver before, when he left her to walk five miles in the rain because she sat down in the white section to pick up her purse.
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    She had lived with injustice her entire life.
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    Yes, she was tired.
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    But it wasn’t the kind of tired that came from aching feet.
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    â€œThe only tired I was was tired of giving in.”
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    So when the bus driver motioned to her to stand and give her seat away to a white person, the seamstress from Montgomery, Alabama, refused.
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    â€œWell, I’m going to have you arrested,” the bus driver said.
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    Rosa Parks calmly replied, “You may go on and do so.”
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    For violating Chapter 6, Section 11, of the Montgomery City Code, Rosa Parks went to jail.
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    For standing up for herself—by sitting down—Rosa Parks ignited a movement. *
    All I was doing was trying to get home from work.
    â€”Rosa Parks

— INDESTRUCTIBLE —
lou gehrig
    Baseball legend. World’s best first baseman. Ironman.

    Despite muscle spasms and broken bones, New York Yankee Lou Gehrig played in 2,130 consecutive games. In thirteen of those seasons, he scored 100 runs and hit 100 RBI. His batting average of .361 in seven World Series brought the Yankees six titles. It took a debilitating and fatal disease to take him off the field, and even then he wasn’t beat.
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    F or thirteen seasons, Lou Gehrig never missed a single game.
    Think of it.
    Think of what happens over thirteen years.
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    He didn’t miss a game when he was sick.
    Or when he was tired, or bored, or not feeling right.
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    Not when he was under the weather, or drained, or just wanted to take a day for himself.
    Not when he broke his thumb.
    Or his toe.
    Or when he suffered the seventeen other “healed” fractures that they found in just his hand and that they never knew about because he never complained.
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    For thirteen seasons, for more than two thousand games in a row,
    Lou Gehrig showed up,
    because he never wanted to let us down.
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    The only thing that stopped him?
    The fatal disease that once caused his back to spasm so badly, he had to be carried off the field.
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    They called Lou Gehrig “the Iron Horse.”
    But he wasn’t made of iron.
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    He was made like us.
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    He just didn’t let that stop him. *
    I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the Earth. And I might have been given a bad break, but I’ve got an awful lot to live for.
    â€”Lou Gehrig, farewell speech, July 4, 1939, Yankee Stadium

— DESIGNER —
teri meltzer
    My mom.

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    I t was the worst day of my professional life.
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    My publisher was shutting down, and we had no idea if another publisher would take over my contract.
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    This was terrifying to me. I was wracked with fear, feeling like I was watching my career deteriorate.
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    But as I shared my fears with my mother, her reaction was instantaneous: “I’d love you if you were a garbage man.”
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    It wasn’t anything she practiced. It was just her honest feelings at that moment.
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    To this day, every day that I sit down to write, I say those words to myself—“I’d love you if you were a garbage man”—soaking in the purity and selflessness of that love from my mother.
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    Her name was Teri Meltzer. And, Theo, she’s the woman you’re named after. H
    Now you’ll understand how I love you.
    â€”Teri Meltzer, on the birth of each of my