and it's called sncc, my enduring circle of trust. i saw -- and a lot of sncc people will recognize this. i saw the national office of sncc in 1963 for the first time. it was a rundown office, a one block side street off of hunter street, now martin luther king boulevard, near the atlanta university center. the office was located on the second store before the beauty shop. i think i'm coming in. rugs on the floor. please. i was 19 and gone to atlanta with reggie robertson, who is here, where i had been working full time since leaving college. from the downstairs door of the national office, i saw the large man at the top of the stairs. dressed in overalls and sweeping the stairs. reggie saw him too. and ran up the stairs and with broad smiles and much hollering, they hugged each other like long lost brothers. and i thought, whoa, this is truly an egalitarian office. i assumed the man to be the janitor. it was only after reggie called his name, jim forman, sncc's larger than life executive secretary. there was such joy, warmth, and aff