Today I met Martin Luther King III. I had just landed at Washington Reagan National airport and was approaching baggage claim when I noticed him standing nearby while speaking to someone on his mobile phone. He kindly acknowledged me and, extending his hand, permitted me to interrupt his call. We shook hands. I felt honored to make a connection, even in such a small way, with the life and legacy of his father, the late, great Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. It was similar in many ways to the experience when I met the late Rosa Parks. She was crossing Lafayette Boulevard on her way to work at the offices of Congressman John Conyers in the old Federal building in downtown Detroit.