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A life remembered MEGHAN E. IRONS
Martin Luther King (1929 - 1968)
Fifteen-year-old Clara Thomas slipped up to the balcony at Twelfth Baptist Church in Roxbury. On Sunday mornings, the adults in the lower pews kept their eyes fixed on the pulpit, while the teenagers sat upstairs, trading handwritten notes and giggling. It was on this day in 1958, Thomas recalled, when the Rev. Dr. William Hester, a regal man with graying temples, calmly rose to begin his Sunday sermon. Just as he was about to preach, a young man walked in. “Well, well, well,’’ pronounced Hester. “If it isn’t Martin Luther King Jr.” The church erupted. And the teenagers sat up straight. When King stood in the pulpit that morning, he was back on familiar ground. Seven years had passed since he first arrived in Boston in pursuit of his doctorate. Though he preached at other places, Twelfth Baptist was his church home in the city. Twelfth Baptist, and Boston itself, occupies a treasured space in the story of Martin Luther King Jr., the eloquent Baptist pastor who rose to national prominence as a civil rights leader and whose assassination, 50 years ago this week, still reverberates in memory. Before the world knew his name, King — born Michael King Jr. — was a young divinity student from Atlanta, studying at Boston University in the early 1950s, preaching in Lower Roxbury, and charting his own destiny. Here, he shaped his thinking on nonviolence; here, he won some independence from the long shadow of his preacher father and namesake; here, he formed friendships to carry through life; here, he found the woman he would marry, the dignified and beautiful Coretta, who once sang in the Twelfth Baptist choir. The Globe, through interviews, historical retrospectives, and other materials, has reconstructed a portrait of King’s formative years in Boston, when he was a leader in the making but hadn’t stepped into the civil rights fray. He wasn’t MLK yet, but there was something about him that everyone sensed. After the sermon that Sunday morning, Thomas and her childhood friend decided to meet King before he was whisked away. “Let’s go,’’ said Thomas, who is now Clara Bell, the church’s secretary. “We can’t,’’ the friend said. “Rev. Hester told us not to move.”
They raced downstairs anyway, just as a head deacon was escorting King into a waiting area at the back of the sanctuary. “Dr. King,” the deacon said jokingly, “these are some of our disobedient children.” King smiled at them and said: “It’s so nice to meet you.” Green Chevy Clara Bell, a lifelong member of the Twelfth Baptist Church, recalls hearing King preach and meeting him in 1958. King came to Boston in summer 1951 in a green Chevy. By then, he was a graduate of Morehouse College and Crozer Theological Seminary, and, at just 22, an ordained minister at his father’s Ebenezer Baptist Church in Atlanta. Martin Luther King Sr., known as Daddy King, had urged his fellow Baptist clergyman and friend Hester to keep an eye on his son, who had been questioning Christian conservatism and seemed increasingly determined to set his own path. The younger King often clashed with his father over religion and politics. He chafed at the emotionalism in the Baptist pews and his father’s traditional style of preaching. Read the conclusion on legacynewspaper.com