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NAACP newsletters, Fort Madison Branch, Fort Madison, Iowa, 1968

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Fort Madison, Branch 
OF THE
National Association for the Advancement of Colored People
NEWSLETTER JANUARY 18, 1968
Fort Madison, Iowa 52627

MESSAGE TO THE BRANCHES FROM ROY WILKINS
"The New Year of 1968 officers NAACP Branches another chance to tie national items into the programs on the local and state levels which will deal with the problems faced by the people. 
The civil rights fight is by no means over. The problems are not solved. The civil rights movement is not dead - by any means.
A lot of noise is being made by this and that speaker and "leader." The real work, more often than not, is being carried on by dedicated people in local NAACP Branches.
However, it is too true that some NAACP Branches are not alive and have no plan for meetings the needs of the day.Unless they get up pff their do-nothing stools, these branches "ain't long for this world.' If the National Office does not act to enlist new leadership and spur them to action new groups will spring up locally and freeze them out.
1968 will belong to the doers, not the takers. Get your Branch off to a good start by tackling at once the local problems of the people."
-January 1968

"I've dreamed many dreams that never have come true,
 I've seen them vanish at dawn, 
But I've realized enough of my dreams, thank God,
To make me want to dream on.

I've prayed many prayers when no answer came 
Though I waited patient and long,
But answers have come to enough of my prayers
To make me keep praying on.

I've trusted many a friend that failed,
And left me to weep alone,
But I've found enough of my friends true blue,
To make me keep trusting on.

I've seen amny seeds that fell by the way
For the birds to feed upon,
But I've held enough golden sheaves in my hands,
To make me keep sowing on.

I've drained the cup of disappointment and pain
And gone many days without song,
But I've sipped enough nectar from the roses of life
To make me want to live on.
-Anon

While everyone is watching with interest the accomplishments which have been made in the field of medical science with the human heart transplants, it is worthwhile for all of us to remember that Negroes have played very important roles in this 

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Fort Madison, Branch OF THE National Association for the Advancement of Colored People NEWSLETTER JANUARY 18, 1968 Fort Madison, Iowa 52627 MESSAGE TO THE BRANCHES FROM ROY WILKINS "The New Year of 1968 officers NAACP Branches another chance to tie national items into the programs on the local and state levels which will deal with the problems faced by the people. The civil rights fight is by no means over. The problems are not solved. The civil rights movement is not dead - by any means. A lot of noise is being made by this and that speaker and "leader." The real work, more often than not, is being carried on by dedicated people in local NAACP Branches. However, it is too true that some NAACP Branches are not alive and have no plan for meetings the needs of the day.Unless they get up pff their do-nothing stools, these branches "ain't long for this world.' If the National Office does not act to enlist new leadership and spur them to action new groups will spring up locally and freeze them out. 1968 will belong to the doers, not the takers. Get your Branch off to a good start by tackling at once the local problems of the people." -January 1968 "I've dreamed many dreams that never have come true, I've seen them vanish at dawn, But I've realized enough of my dreams, thank God, To make me want to dream on. I've prayed many prayers when no answer came Though I waited patient and long, But answers have come to enough of my prayers To make me keep praying on. I've trusted many a friend that failed, And left me to weep alone, But I've found enough of my friends true blue, To make me keep trusting on. I've seen amny seeds that fell by the way For the birds to feed upon, But I've held enough golden sheaves in my hands, To make me keep sowing on. I've drained the cup of disappointment and pain And gone many days without song, But I've sipped enough nectar from the roses of life To make me want to live on. -Anon While everyone is watching with interest the accomplishments which have been made in the field of medical science with the human heart transplants, it is worthwhile for all of us to remember that Negroes have played very important roles in this University of Iowa Libraries, Iowa Women's Archives