the Civil Rights Movement, because of the laws President Johnson signed, new doors of
opportunity in education swung open for everybody. Not all at once but -- but they swung open.
Not just blacks and whites, but also women; and Latinos; and Asians; and Native Americans;
and gay Americans; and Americans with a disability. They swung open for you and they swung
open for me. That's why I'm standing here today -- because of those efforts, because of that
legacy. And that means we've got a debt to pay. That means we can't afford to be cynical.
Half a century later, the laws LBJ passed are now as fundamental to our conception of
ourselves and our democracy as the Constitution and the Bill of Rights. They are a foundation;
an essential piece of the American character. But we are here today because we know we
cannot be complacent. For history travels not only forwards -- history can travel backwards,
history can travel sideways, and securing the gains this country has made requires the vigilance
of its citizens.
Our rights, our freedoms, they are not given; they must be won. They must be nurtured through
struggle and discipline and persistence and faith. And one concern I have sometimes during
these moments -- the celebration of the signing of the Civil Rights Act, the March on
Washington -- from a distance, sometimes these commemorations seem inevitable; they seem
easy. All the pain, and difficulty, and struggle, and doubt; all that's rubbed away.
And, we look at ourselves and say, things are too different now, we couldn’t possibly do what
was done then. These giants, what they accomplished -- yet, they were men and women too. It
wasn’t easy then. It wasn’t certain then.
Still -- the story of America is a story of progress. However slow; however incomplete; however
harshly challenged at each point on our journey; however flawed our leaders; however many
times we have to take a quarter of a loaf or half a loaf; the story America is a story of progress.
And that's true because of men like President Lyndon Baines Johnson. [APPLAUSE]
In so many ways he embodied America, with all our gifts and all our flaws; in all our
restlessness and all our big dreams. This man, born into poverty, weaned in a world full of
racial hatred, somehow found within himself the ability to connect his experience with the brown
child in a small Texas town, the white child in Appalachia, the black child in Watts. As powerful
as he became in that Oval Office, he understood that. He understood what it meant to be on
the outside and he believed that their plight was his plight too; that his freedom ultimately was
wrapped up in theirs. And that making their lives better was ultimately what the hell the
Presidency was for. [APPLAUSE]
And those children were on his mind when he strode to the podium that night in the House
Chamber, when he called for the vote on the Civil Rights law. “It never occurred to me,” he
said, “In my fondest dreams, that I might have the chance to help the sons and daughters of
those students” that he had taught so many years ago. And help people like them all over this
country.