I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the cavers dream.
I have a dream that one day cavers will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all cavers are created equal."
I have a dream that one day across Europe the sons of former diggers and the sons of former conservationsits will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the UK, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin after caving but by the content of their find.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day that Europe, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black cavers and black girls will be able to join hands with non caving white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.