Speaking of death.
She was born just two weeks before Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat on a bus there, leading to the Montgomery bus boycott spearheaded by her father.
She was just 10 weeks old when the King family home was bombed in Jan. 30, 1956, as her father attended a boycott rally. Neither she nor her mother was injured when the device exploded on the front porch.
She was 7 when her father mentioned her and her siblings in his 1963 speech at the March on Washington: “I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.”
We both grew up in Atlanta around the same time, and I remember staring at pictures of her at her father’s funeral, wondering what was going through her young mind.
She was 50 when her mother, Coretta Scott King, died from complications of a stroke and advanced ovarian cancer.
Yolanda King was the maturest — and most graceful, in my opinion– of the four King children. But then she was the oldest child. Oldest childen have to be. She had seen more and knew more than the others about how things came to be the way they were.
Yolanda Denise King _ nicknamed Yoki by the family _ died late yesterday in Santa Monica, California. The exact cause of death is not yet known, but relatives think it might have been a heart problem.