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A professor of history and the noted author and editor of several books on the civil rights struggle, Dr. Clayborne Carson was selected by the estate of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., to edit and publish Dr. King's papers. Drawing upon an unprecedented archive of King's own words-including unpublished letters and diaries, as well as video footage and recordings-Dr. Carson creates an unforgettable self-portrait of Dr. King. In his own vivid, compassionate voice, here is Martin Luther King, Jr., as student, minister,...
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A professor of history and the noted author and editor of several books on the civil rights struggle, Dr. Clayborne Carson was selected by the estate of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., to edit and publish Dr. King's papers. Drawing upon an unprecedented archive of King's own words-including unpublished letters and diaries, as well as video footage and recordings-Dr. Carson creates an unforgettable self-portrait of Dr. King. In his own vivid, compassionate voice, here is Martin Luther King, Jr., as student, minister, husband, father, and world leader...as well as a rich, moving chronicle of a people and a nation in the face of powerful-and still resonating-change.
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Martin Luther King Jr. stands tall as one of the greatest heroes in American history. Not content with a system that saw his people -- or people of any color -- as second-class citizens, he set out to bring equality to the land of his birth, and to the world. Though we lost him far too soon, his words and deeds continue to inspire, to provoke, to educate, and to comfort. The Autobiography of Martin Luther King, Jr., compiled from King's own words, reveals the man behind the legend.
David Walton
. . .Mis-titled but otherwise worthy compilation of Kind's autobiographical writings and statements.
The New York Times Book Review
Library Journal
Carson (history, Stanford Univ.) threads together what King wrote or said at various times, creating an "eloquent and expressive narrative that moves from the early years to the unfulfilled dreams of the slain Civil Rights leader."
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Selected by the Reverend King's heirs, Stanford University history professor Clayborne Carson archived the massive papers, videos, and recordings of one of the most influential twentieth century figures. The reader gets a feel for Dr. King as a person who lived the words he uttered. More important is that the audience sees a complete, compassionate, caring human being instead of a federal holiday.Though authorized, this is a fascinating autobiography that provides insight to a time when support of Civil Rights proved deadly. Those readers who seek sensationalism would be better suited filing a freedom of information request to gain access to Hoover's files. Those individuals who want to better comprehend history or simply gain an understanding of one of the previous century's giants, The Autobiography Of Martin Luther King, Jr. is the right stuff.
Jack E. White
. . .[I]t reads exactly like what it is: a cut-and-paste job, assembled. . .mainly from King's previously published books and speeches. . .glosses over some of the most important episodes in the civil right's leader's remarkable career. -- Time Magazine
David Walton
. . .[M]istitled but otherwise worthy compilation of Kind's autobiographical writings and statements.
-- The New York Times Book Review
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780446524124
  • Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
  • Publication date: 11/1/1998
  • Pages: 416
  • Product dimensions: 6.37 (w) x 9.25 (h) x 1.37 (d)

Table of Contents

Editor's Preface
1 Early Years 1
2 Morehouse College 13
3 Crozer Seminary 17
4 Boston University 30
5 Coretta 34
6 Dexter Avenue Baptist Church 40
7 Montgomery Movement Begins 50
8 The Violence of Desperate Men 63
9 Desegregation at Last 83
10 The Expanding Struggle 100
11 Birth of a New Nation 111
12 Brush with Death 117
13 Pilgrimage to Nonviolence 121
14 The Sit-In Movement 135
15 Atlanta Arrest and Presidential Politics 142
16 The Albany Movement 151
17 The Birmingham Campaign 170
18 Letter from Birmingham Jail 187
19 Freedom Now! 205
20 March on Washington 218
21 Death of Illusions 229
22 St. Augustine 239
23 The Mississippi Challenge 246
24 The Nobel Peace Prize 255
25 Malcolm X 265
26 Selma 270
27 Watts 290
28 Chicago Campaign 297
29 Black Power 314
30 Beyond Vietnam 333
31 The Poor People's Campaign 346
32 Unfulfilled Dreams 356
Editor's Acknowledgments 367
Source Notes 371
Index 391
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First Chapter

EARLY YEARS

Of course I was religious. I grew up in the church. My father is a preacher, my grandfather was a preacher, my great-grandfather was a preacher, my only brother is a preacher, my daddy's brother is a preacher. So I didn't have much choice.

NOVEMBER 25, 1926
Michael (later Martin) Luther King, Sr., marries Alberta Williams, daughter of A.D. Williams, pastor of Ebenezer Baptist Church

JANUARY 15, 1929
Michael (later Martin) Luther King, Jr., born at Williams/King family home at 501 Auburn Avenue in Atlanta

MARCH 21, 1931
A. D. Williams dies and is succeeded as pastor of Ebenezer by King Sr.

MAY 18, 1941
King Jr.'s grandmother Jennie Celeste Williams dies and family moves to 193 Boulevard in Atlanta

APRIL 17, 1944
King Jr. travels to Dublin, Georgia, to deliver "The Negro and the Constitution" in oratory contest

I was born in the late twenties on the verge of the Great Depression, which was to spread its disastrous arms into every corner of this nation for over a decade. I was much too young to remember the beginning of this depression, but I do recall, when I was about five years of age, how I questioned my parents about the numerous people standing in breadlines. I can see the effects of this early childhood experience on my present anticapitalistic feelings.

My birthplace was Atlanta, Georgia, the capital of the state and the so-called "gateway to the South." Atlanta is home for me. I was born on Auburn Avenue. Our church, Ebenezer Baptist, is on Auburn Avenue. I'm now co-pastor of that church, and my office in the Southern Christian Leadership Conference is on Auburn Avenue.

I went through the public schools of Atlanta for a period, and then I went to what was then known as the Atlanta University Laboratory High School for two years. After that school closed, I went to Booker T. Washington High School.

The community in which I was born was quite ordinary in terms of social status. No one in our community had attained any great wealth. Most of the Negroes in my hometown who had attained wealth lived in a section of town known as "Hunter Hills." The community was characterized with a sort of unsophisticated simplicity. No one was in the extremely poor class. It is probably fair to class the people of this community as those of average income. It was a wholesome community, notwithstanding the fact that none of us were ever considered members of the "upper-upper class." Crime was at a minimum, and most of our neighbors were deeply religious.

From the very beginning I was an extraordinarily healthy child. It is said that at my birth the doctors pronounced me a one hundred percent perfect child, from a physical point of view. I hardly know how an ill moment feels. I guess the same thing would apply to my mental life. I have always been somewhat precocious, both physically and mentally. So it seems that from a hereditary point of view, nature was very kind to me.

My home situation was very congenial. I have a marvelous mother and father. I can hardly remember a time that they ever argued (my father happens to be the kind who just won't argue) or had any great falling out. These factors were highly significant in determining my religious attitudes. It is quite easy for me to think of a God of love mainly because I grew up in a family where love was central and where lovely relationships were ever present. It is quite easy for me to think of the universe as basically friendly mainly because of my uplifting hereditary and environmental circumstances. It is quite easy for me to lean more toward optimism than pessimism about human nature mainly because of my childhood experiences.

In my own life and in the life of a person who is seeking to be strong, you combine in your character antitheses strongly marked. You are both militant and moderate; you are both idealistic and realistic. And I think that my strong determination for justice comes from the very strong, dynamic personality of my father, and I would hope that the gentle aspect comes from a mother who is very gentle and sweet.

"Mother Dear"

My mother, Alberta Williams King, has been behind the scene setting forth those motherly cares, the lack of which leaves a missing link in life. She is a very devout person with a deep commitment to the Christian faith. Unlike my father, she is soft-spoken and easygoing. Although possessed of a rather recessive personality, she is warm and easily approachable.

The daughter of A. D. Williams, a successful minister, Alberta Williams grew up in comparative comfort. She was sent to the best available schools and college and was, in general, protected from the worst blights of discrimination. An only child, she was provided with all of the conveniences that any high school and college student could expect. In spite of her relatively comfortable circumstances, my mother never complacently adjusted herself to the system of segregation. She instilled a sense of self-respect in all of her children from the very beginning.

My mother confronted the age-old problem of the Negro parent in America: how to explain discrimination and segregation to a small child. She taught me that I should feel a sense of "somebodiness" but that on the other hand I had to go out and face a system that stared me in the face every day saying you are "less than," you are "not equal to." She told me about slavery and how it ended with the Civil War. She tried to explain the divided system of the South -- the segregated schools, restaurants, theaters, housing; the white and colored signs on drinking fountains, waiting rooms, lavatories -- as a social condition rather than a natural order. She made it clear that she opposed this system and that I must never allow it to make me feel inferior. Then she said the words that almost every Negro hears before he can yet understand the injustice that makes them necessary: "You are as good as anyone." At this time Mother had no idea that the little boy in her arms would years later be involved in a struggle against the system she was speaking of.

"Daddy"

Martin Luther King, Sr., is as strong in his will as he is in his body. He has a dynamic personality, and his very physical presence (weighing about 220 pounds) commands attention. He has always been a very strong and self-confident person. I have rarely ever met a person more fearless and courageous than my father, notwithstanding the fact that he feared for me. He never feared the autocratic and brutal person in the white community. If they said something to him that was insulting, he made it clear in no uncertain terms that he didn't like it.

A sharecropper's son, he had met brutalities at firsthand, and had begun to strike back at an early age. His family lived in a little town named Stockbridge, Georgia, about eighteen miles from Atlanta. One day, while working on the plantation, he keenly observed that the boss was cheating his father out of some hard-earned money. He revealed this to his father right in the presence of the plantation owner. When his happened the boss angrily and furiously shouted, "Jim, if you don't keep this nigger boy of yours in his place, I am going to slap him down." Grandfather, being almost totally dependent on the boss for economic security, urged Dad to keep quiet.

My dad, looking back over that experience, says that at that moment he became determined to leave the farm. He often says humorously, "I ain't going to plough a mule anymore." After a few months he left Stockbridge and went to Atlanta determined to get an education. Although he was then eighteen -- a year older than most persons finishing high school -- he started out getting a high school education and did not stop until he had finished Atlanta's Morehouse College.

The thing that I admire most about my dad is his genuine Christian character. He is a man of real integrity, deeply committed to moral and ethical principles. He is conscientious in all of his undertakings. Even the person who disagrees with his frankness has to admit that his motives and actions are sincere. He never hesitates to tell the truth and speak his mind, however cutting it may be. This quality of frankness has often caused people to actually fear him. I have had young and old alike say to me, "I'm scared to death of your dad." Indeed, he is stern at many points.

My father has always had quite an interest in civil rights. He has been president of the NAACP in Atlanta, and he always stood out in social reform. From before I was born, he had refused to ride the city buses after witnessing a brutal attack on a load of Negro passengers. He led the fight in Atlanta to equalize teachers' salaries and was instrumental in the elimination of Jim Crow elevators in the courthouse.

As pastor of the Ebenezer Baptist Church, my father wielded great influence in the Negro community and perhaps won the grudging respect of the whites. At any rate, they never attacked him physically, a fact that filled my brother and sister and me with wonder as we grew up in this tension-packed atmosphere. With this heritage, it is not surprising that I also learned to abhor segregation, considering it both rationally inexplicable and morally unjustifiable.

I have never experienced the feeling of not having the basic necessities of life. These things were always provided by a father who always put his family first. My father never made more than an ordinary salary, but the secret was that he knew the art of saving and budgeting. He has always had sense enough not to live beyond his means. So for this reason he was able to provide us with the basic necessities of life with little strain. I went right on through school and never had to drop out to work or anything.

The first twenty-five years of my life were very comfortable years. If I had a problem I could always call Daddy. Things were solved. Life had been wrapped up for me in a Christmas package. This is not to say that I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth; far from it. I always had a desire to work, and I would spend my summers working.

"Doubts spring forth unrelentingly"

I joined the church at the age of five. I well remember how this event occurred. Our church was in the midst of the spring revival, and a guest evangelist had come down from Virginia. On Sunday morning the evangelist came into our Sunday school to talk to us about salvation, and after a short talk on this point he extended an invitation to any of us who wanted to join the church. My sister was the first one to join the church that morning, and after seeing her join I decided that I would not let her get ahead of me, so I was the next. I had never given this matter a thought, and even at the time of my baptism I was unaware of what was taking place. From this it seems quite clear that I joined the church not out of any dynamic conviction, but out of a childhood desire to keep up with my sister.

The church has always been a second home for me. As far back as I can remember I was in church every Sunday. My best friends were in Sunday school, and it was the Sunday school that helped me to build the capacity for getting along with people. I guess this was inevitable since my father was the pastor of my church, but I never regretted going to church until I passed through a state of skepticism in my second year of college.

The lessons which I was taught in Sunday school were quite in the fundamentalist line. None of my teachers ever doubted the infallibility of the Scriptures. Most of them were unlettered and had never heard of biblical criticism. Naturally, I accepted the teachings as they were being given to me. I never felt any need to doubt them -- at least at that time I didn't. I guess I accepted biblical studies uncritically until I was about twelve years old. But this uncritical attitude could not last long, for it was contrary to the very nature of my being. I had always been the questioning and precocious type. At the age of thirteen, I shocked my Sunday school class by denying the bodily resurrection of Jesus. Doubts began to spring forth unrelentingly.

"How could I love a race of people who hated me?"

Two incidents happened in my late childhood and early adolescence that had a tremendous effect on my development. The first was the death of my grandmother. She was very dear to each of us, but especially to me. I sometimes think I was her favorite grandchild. I was particularly hurt by her death mainly because of the extreme love I had for her. She assisted greatly in raising all of us. It was after this incident that for the first time I talked at any length on the doctrine of immortality. My parents attempted to explain it to me, and I was assured that somehow my grandmother still lived. I guess this is why today I am such a strong believer in personal immortality.

The second incident happened when I was about six years of age. From the age of three I had a white playmate who was about my age. We always felt free to play our childhood games together. He did not live in our community, but he was usually around every day; his father owned a store across the street from our home. At the age of six we both entered school -- separate schools, of course. I remember how our friendship began to break as soon as we entered school; this was not my desire but his. The climax came when he told me one day that his father had demanded that he would play with me no more. I never will forget what a great shock this was to me. I immediately asked my parents about the motive behind such a statement.

We were at the dinner table when the situation was discussed, and here for the first time I was made aware of the existence of a race problem. I had never been conscious of it before. As my parents discussed some of the tragedies that had resulted from this problem and some of the insults they themselves had confronted on account of it, I was greatly shocked, and from that moment on I was determined to hate every white person. As I grew older and older this feeling continued to grow.

My parents would always tell me that I should not hate the white man, but that it was my duty as a Christian to love him. The question arose in my mind: How could I love a race of people who hated me and who had been responsible for breaking me up with one of my best childhood friends? This was a great question in my mind for a number of years.

I always had a resentment towards the system of segregation and felt that it was a grave injustice. I remember a trip to a downtown shoe store with Father when I was still small. We had sat down in the first empty seats at the front of the store. A young white clerk came up and murmured politely:

"I'll be happy to wait on you if you'll just move to those seats in the rear."

Dad immediately retorted, "There's nothing wrong with these seats. We're quite comfortable here."

"Sorry," said the clerk, "but you'll have to move."

"We'll either buy shoes sitting here," my father retorted, "or we won't buy shoes at all."

Whereupon he took me by the hand and walked out of the store. This was the first time I had seen Dad so furious. That experience revealed to me at a very early age that my father had not adjusted to the system, and he played a great part in shaping my conscience. I still remember walking down the street beside him as he muttered, "I don't care how long I have to live with this system, I will never accept it."

And he never has. I remember riding with him another day when he accidentally drove past a stop sign. A policeman pulled up to the car and said:

"All right, boy, pull over and let me see your license."

My father instantly retorted: "Let me make it clear to you that you aren't talking to a boy. If you persist in referring to me as boy, I will be forced to act as if I don't hear a word you are saying."

The policeman was so shocked in hearing a Negro talk to him so forthrightly that he didn't quite know how to respond. He nervously wrote the ticket and left the scene as quickly as possible.

"The angriest I have ever been"

There was a pretty strict system of segregation in Atlanta. For a long, long time I could not go swimming, until there was a Negro YMCA. A Negro child in Atlanta could not go to any public park. I could not go to the so-called white schools. In many of the stores downtown, I couldn't go to a lunch counter to buy a hamburger or a cup of coffee. I could not attend any of the theaters. There were one or two Negro theaters, but they didn't get any of the main pictures. If they did get them, they got them two or three years later.

When I was about eight years old, I was in one of the downtown stores of Atlanta and all of a sudden someone slapped me, and the only thing I heard was somebody saying, "You are that nigger that stepped on my foot." And it turned out to be a white lady. Of course I didn't retaliate at any point; I wouldn't dare retaliate when a white person was involved. I think some of it was part of my native structure -- that is, that I have never been one to hit back. I finally told my mother what had happened, and she was very upset about it. But the lady who slapped me had gone, and my mother and I left the store almost immediately.

I remember another experience I used to have in Atlanta. I went to high school on the other side of town -- to the Booker T. Washington High School. I had to get the bus in what was known as the Fourth Ward and ride over to the West Side. In those days, rigid patterns of segregation existed on the buses, so that Negroes had to sit in the backs of buses. Whites were seated in the front, and often if whites didn't get on the buses, those seats were still reserved for whites only, so Negroes had to stand over empty seats. I would end up having to go to the back of that bus with my body, but every time I got on that bus I left my mind up on the front seat. And I said to myself, "One of these days, I'm going to put my body up there where my mind is."

When I was fourteen, I traveled from Atlanta to Dublin, Georgia, with a dear teacher of mine, Mrs. Bradley. I participated in an oratorical contest there and I succeeded in winning the contest.

My subject, ironically enough, was "The Negro and the Constitution."

We cannot have an enlightened democracy with one great group living in ignorance. We cannot have a healthy nation with one-tenth of the people ill-nourished, sick, harboring germs of disease which recognize no color lines -- obey no Jim Crow laws. We cannot have a nation orderly and sound with one group so ground down and thwarted that it is almost forced into unsocial attitudes and crime. We cannot be truly Christian people so long as we flout the central teachings of Jesus: brotherly love and the Golden Rule. We cannot come to full prosperity with one great group so ill-delayed that it cannot buy goods. So as we gird ourselves to defend democracy from foreign attack, let us see to it that increasingly at home we give fair play and free opportunity for all people.

Today thirteen million black sons and daughters of our forefathers continue the fight for the translation of the Thirteenth, Fourteenth, and Fifteenth Amendments from writing on the printed page to an actuality. We believe with them that "if freedom is good for any it is good for all," that we may conquer Southern armies by the sword, but it is another thing to conquer Southern hate, that if the franchise is given to Negroes, they will be vigilant and defend, even with their arms, the ark of federal liberty from treason and destruction by her enemies.

That night, Mrs. Bradley and I were on a bus returning to Atlanta. Along the way, some white passengers boarded the bus, and the white driver ordered us to get up and give the whites our seats. We didn't move quickly enough to suit him, so he began cursing us. I intended to stay right in that seat, but Mrs. Bradley urged me up, saying we had to obey the law. We stood up in the aisle for ninety miles to Atlanta. That night will never leave my memory. It was the angriest I have ever been in my life.

I had grown up abhorring not only segregation but also the oppressive and barbarous acts that grew out of it. I had seen police brutality with my own eyes, and watched Negroes receive the most tragic injustice in the courts. I can remember the organization known as the Ku Klux Klan. It stands on white supremacy, and it was an organization that in those days even used violent methods to preserve segregation and to keep the Negro in his place, so to speak. I remember seeing the Klan actually beat a Negro. I had passed spots where Negroes had been savagely lynched. All of these things did something to my growing personality.

I had also learned that the inseparable twin of racial injustice was economic injustice. Although I came from a home of economic security and relative comfort, I could never get out of my mind the economic insecurity of many of my playmates and the tragic poverty of those living around me. During my late teens I worked two summers (against my father's wishes -- he never wanted my brother and me to work around white people because of the oppressive conditions) in a plant that hired both Negroes and whites. Here I saw economic injustice firsthand, and realized that the poor white was exploited just as much as the Negro. Through these early experiences I grew up deeply conscious of the varieties of injustice in our society.

"As if the curtain had been dropped on my selfhood"

Just before going to college I went to Simsbury, Connecticut, and worked for a whole summer on a tobacco farm to earn a little school money to supplement what my parents were doing. One Sunday, we went to church in Simsbury, and we were the only Negroes there. On Sunday mornings I was the religious leader and spoke on any text I wanted to 107 boys. I had never thought that a person of my race could eat anywhere, but we ate in one of the finest restaurants in Hartford.

After that summer in Connecticut, it was a bitter feeling going back to segregation. It was hard to understand why I could ride wherever I pleased on the train from New York to Washington and then had to change to a Jim Crow car at the nation's capital in order to continue the trip to Atlanta. The first time that I was seated behind a curtain in a dining car, I felt as if the curtain had been dropped on my selfhood. I could never adjust to the separate waiting rooms, separate eating places, separate rest rooms, partly because the separate was always unequal, and partly because the very idea of separation did something to my sense of dignity and self-respect.

Excerpted by permission of Warner Books. Copyright © 1998 The Heirs to the Estate of Martin Luther King, Jr.

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  • Posted November 8, 2009

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    Extraordinary for anyone!

    This book has changed my life. I'm more positive now and take things and situations like how Mr. King would. I owe to him many thanks for helping me be a better person. This book is defenitely a must have for everyone.

    9 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 16, 2003

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    An incredible book! Martin Luther King JR¿s (MLK) autobiography edited by Clayborne Carson is a most unusual writing. What makes it so unusual is that Martin Luther King had nothing whatsoever with its writing. MLK did not collaborate with Carson. MLK did not know Carson. MLK was killed with out ever having applied himself to writing his biography, yet this book is titled as the great mans autobiography. By manipulating the title of the book Clayborne Carson establishes an enormous creditability gap. Is this just a bid by some obscure writer to capitalize on a great mans name, or is this an attempt to bring to light insights and understanding of one of Americas great leaders. If you can get over the fact that the author introduces the book with an honest revelation of his contriving to deceive people into buying his book then the author¿s contempt for his readers is justified. In the preface Mr. Carson tries to use Mrs. Coretta Scott King¿s name to lend some creditability to his usurpation. He was ¿asked to act as director of the King Papers Project¿ not to write an autobiographical book. From this dishonest inception Carson then elicits his readers reliance on his interpretations of the documents entrusted to him. With this contrivance as the groundwork for the book the reader might get a feeling like a chicken being invited to dinner with a fox. If you are honestly seeking to know about MLK¿s life and works you need to look elsewhere since this book is simply Not creditable. Ken Donnelly

    8 out of 13 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 20, 2001

    Excellent, Spectacular, Remarkable

    This needs to be required reading for every citizen! This gives true insight into the character and motivations of Dr. King. This is PURE civil rights action, not the unfortunate humanist-reactionary situation we have today. Dr. King was a remarkable man with a remarkable foundation.

    5 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 1, 2000

    A Classic in World Literature

    This book is destined to become a classic in literature around the world, if it isn't already! When Alex Haley put together 'The Autobiography of Malcolm X,' now a classic in its own right, he had the benefit of working directly with Malcolm on the story of his life. Clayborne Carson, editor of this autobiography of Dr. King, had no such advantage, with Dr. King having been deceased for 30 years. Having said that, however, Carson does a superb job as editor -- unobtrusively guiding the text along but letting Dr. King's own voice and words come through loud and clear. This book flows smoothly from start to finish. It ties in all the speeches, all the stories, all the anecdotes we've all known about Dr. King into one comprehensive whole. It gave me a much deeper insight into Dr. King and his life and family than I ever had before. I love this book -- and will always consider it a classical treasure to have in my home.

    5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    Excellent!!!

    Selected by the Reverend King¿s heirs, Stanford University history professor Clayborne Carson archived the massive papers, videos, and recordings of one of the most influential twentieth century figures. The reader gets a feel for Dr. King as a person who lived the words he uttered. More important is that the audience sees a complete, compassionate, caring human being instead of a federal holiday. <P> Though authorized, this is a fascinating autobiography that provides insight to a time when support of Civil Rights proved deadly. Those readers who seek sensationalism would be better suited filing a freedom of information request to gain access to Hoover¿s files. Those individuals who want to better comprehend history or simply gain an understanding of one of the previous century¿s giants, THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR. is the right stuff. <P>Harriet Klausner

    4 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 21, 2013

    Bad

    A book written by a known plagerizer who glorifies himself as a god. Minus stars for this overblown egomaniac.

    3 out of 14 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2012

    Nunya

    Wow this book is amazing its like you were there but its just inside of a book man it is amazing

    2 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 1, 2012

    Hi

    Good book

    2 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 4, 2010

    Captivating

    This book was well written! Interesting material.

    2 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 2, 2001

    Gift of Inspiration

    This is one of the best books that I have read. The fact that his words from his books and letters, and other speeched where combined in such a fabulous way made the book a page turner no matter how much one knows about the civil rights struggle. Martin Luther King is an elgent speaker, his word choice makes the struggles he and the nation went through so real to someone like myself who was not born at that time. He truly was given a gift from God in his ability to hold audiences in the palm of his hand and convice them beyond a shadow of a doubt that his way of non violence is best.

    2 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 16, 2013

    A little disappointing

    Not written by the man himself but information colllected from his letters, notes, etc about the man behind civil rights. It written by someone else who pieced this story together with Mrs King. It shouldnt be call an autobiography but rather a memoir. Just my opinion. Interesting read bbut i felt it lacked the sustanance it would have if truly written by the man himself.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 15, 2013

    Educational and inspiring

    I learned a great deal from reading this book. It has given me a renewed appreciation of the struggle of African-Americans to be treated equally and with justice. I also was moved by the courage and personal struggle of King as he sought to do what is right in spite of many setbacks, obstacles and challenges.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 3, 2003

    Everyone should read this!

    Every American should read this. Martin luther King , Jr. was a great man and this book lives up to his reputation. It is a very inspiring, personal look into his life and the events he helped to shape.

    1 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 18, 2000

    An Excelent book to read!

    This book was a great experience of learning material.From great moments in history to tragic events that are still looked back on.This book is something I personaly enjoyed to read.My study on Martin Luther King, Jr.,now has a better understanding of a great man in our time.

    1 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 5, 2000

    Big Help!

    This book helped me on this report. It made me understand what was going through his head during the hard times and good times. I leanrned more about the movements and how they were formed. His family which is not talked about so much. Just reading made me see why the people followed him and stayed by his side. He would have made a great President.

    1 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 15, 2014

    Amazing

    A must read.

    His life, his times and his teachings resonate even today.

    I am sure he would be shocked, not 50 years later, to see Barack Obama elected President of the USA.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 10, 2014

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 7, 2014

    T love ll

    I wonder how it would be if he was still alive today.. reply to ******** t love ll -------if u could give any ideas and any comments on what it would be like if he was still alive today

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 27, 2013

    Great book ever

    Good

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 31, 2013

    Moving

    I learned so much reading this. I am so glad I did. I really recommend this book to anyone interested in the civil righs movement.

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