Fifty years worth of memories have crowded out most of my recollections of the March on Washington on Aug. 28, 1963. I do recall that I was a worried 19-year-old college student assigned to be captain of Bus No. 9 from Boston.
We descended on the Mall in Washington after an all-night ride. As a person of responsibility, I was worried that we would never find the way to our assigned place on the Mall, but then word came from somebody to “guide on Bill Russell.” And there he was, the Celtics center and all-time great, at 6 feet 10 inches, towering above the crowd, who would lead us where we needed to go.