In 1968, after the killing of Martin Luther King, cities across America, including Baltimore, were caught in flames. My father, Robert F. Kennedy, while campaigning for the presidency, broke the terrible news of Dr. King's murder to an inner city crowd in Indianapolis. He spoke of the temptation to bitterness and anger, and a desire for revenge, recalling his own brother's death, President John F. Kennedy. But instead of giving in to rage, he said the suffering could teach us to learn to love one another and make gentle the life of the world. Indianapolis was one of the few cities that night that did not erupt. In tragic contrast, Baltimore burned for days.