back in the day. i was a san francisco housewife, mother and teacher. one day i had the opportunity to drive down to delano to drive farm workers to the polls for a union election. at the end of the day, we gathered in the local grange hall for a rally. As we all stood in one huge circle around that very large space, one more person stepped up beside me. we were already holding hands, arms crossed as was our custom in the ‘60’s. as i dropped the hand of the person to my right to let the newcomer join the circle, i glanced to my right and there stood a man only a few inches taller than my 4’1l”. i recognized him as cesar chavez himself. i’ll never forget the day i sang “we shall overcome” holding hands with cesar himself.