medgar evers did die before his time. dead by a white supremacist in his own driveway at just 37 years old, that june, as merely and their children were agonizing witnesses. before that awful moment, in the wee hours before john f. kennedy publicly committed to introducing the civil rights act that maker had fought for, medgar and marley lived a love story for the ages. they met at all corn college, later alcorn university, when he was a 25-year-old world war ii veteran and she was a naive 17 year old freshman, a singer with a natural back for the piano who pop performed with a popular ghouls group in segregated vicksburg, mississippi. we'd love at first sight. it became a reluctant civil rights union between an activist and the 1950s housewife we just wanted humanitarian. when medgar was assassinated it launched marley on a decades-long search for justice. if you have not guessed, this is a topic of the book, it's called medgar and merely, the love story that awakened america and i am very excited to share with my readou