Seargant Shriver talks to a group of potential Peace Corps Volunteers. 1961.
Ralph Waldo Emerson once wrote that, “nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.” All those years ago, that message applied in my home. I grew up in a home with “enthusiasm.”
In my childhood, our country was bursting with enthusiasm, too. Many adult men in my life had fought in World War II alongside soldiers from England and France and Russia and Poland, and many more countries who risked everything for freedom and for each other and for a future many did not live to see.
At home, civil rights believers—Jews, Catholics, Protestants, Buddhists, whites, blacks, rich and poor- all joined together to try to remove the sin of racism from our country. Even poverty itself seemed possible to overcome in my childhood if only we could muster the will to make opportunity real for all.
But it wasn’t just enthusiasm that made the difference in those days; it was a fundamental and life-changing awakening of dignity. My mom decided to teach children with intellectual disabilities to swim because she believed that the rest of us would be awakened to their dignity if we could see their skill and the bravery and joyfulness in becoming swimmers.
My dad launched the Peace Corps because he believed that young Americans would see the dignity of people from a multitude of backgrounds and beliefs if only they lived eye-to-eye and heart-to-heart.
I think civil rights activists and community organizers and teachers, and business leaders, all of whom visited my childhood home, shared this belief.
Together, they were convinced that the world could become more just and more joyful if we learned how to treat each other with dignity. And they made history.