What difference can I make before I get older than dirt?

Yesterday our bus group went to the Civil Rights Museum at the Lorraine Motel. For those of you that don't know about the Lorraine Motel it was a black motel which was converted into a museum to honor Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.. Some of the most valuable parts of the museum for me included the Rosa Parks exhibit, the history of the peaceful marches, and learning about the library sit ins. All of these left me deep in contemplative thought just outside the documentary room when a tall man in an all white suit sat down straight across from me at the forest colored cafe-style table for two started talking to me about his foot pains. I wholeheartedly agreed because I, too, had been on my feet for quite some time. We discussed the public transit boycotts and the outrageous conspiracy theories surrounding Martin's death. Then he let slip that he had been on the balcony next to Dr. King's right side when he was shot and killed. What?! You were there?! It was Rev. Kyles! I was completely awestruck. I was just talking to Rev. Kyles about sore feet! I told him he didn't look old enough to have been around at that time. He saw through the weak flattery. What he said next has been one of the most thought provoking experiences of this journey and my entire life. Rev. Kyles said to me that he was 33, and Martin was only 39 when he was assassinated. He then asked me, "What are you going to have accomplished by the time you are 40?" A question I am no closer to an answer now than a was 30 hours ago.

Talk to ya,
~Trevor