A quarter century ago, an African American guard summoned us from our jail cells in downtown Detroit

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He called several of us out of our cells and into the day room.

We followed him into the office, where the guards were gathered around a small portable TV.

We all stood there and watched in silence as the initial reports of Desert Storm came in.

We knew then that the world would never be the same.

The African America guard who had summoned us, a big fellow, told us softy, "This is the only place for you to be tonight".

Daddy Bush had decided to celebrate the Reverend Martin Luther King Jr's Birthday with a bang.