On MLK day in 2011, I was working in a small nursing home in my home county back in Iowa. I was tired and making $8 an hour helping 120 nursing home residents maintain interest in active lives. These were very old people who’d spent a lifetime on farms or running mom-and-pop businesses in the area’s little towns. Some had been born in log cabins or grew up without electricity. So I wondered what on earth would this group say about Martin Luther King, Jr and Civil Rights?