A forty-five-second thank-you note, for MLK Day.

The smallest entry in the Record, and the one I’d show anyone who wants to know if I can write.

A young woman sings a slowed-down, a cappella I Thank You as she walks MLK’s Atlanta: the birth home, Ebenezer, the Morehouse statue, the mural, the street sign, the tomb. She ends inside the Center, in front of the March on Washington. Forty-five seconds. No voiceover. No argument.

The original script survives, word for word, in the case file below.