As the year draws to a close I realize I have attended more protests this year than in all previous years combined. As Nicaragua is bombed, Venezuelan ships are destroyed, and ICE continues to capture people without due process, the need to protest is not going away. The last large protest was in October (No Kings Day).
Tanager, a new friend, told me her mother protests on the West Coast with her singing group. It was the nudge I needed to stand on a street corner in Hopewell, NJ with like-minded people and remind the passing drivers the need is still strong.
I've marked my calendar for every Saturday afternoon from 1-3. Standing on the corners of Broad and Greenwood in Hopwell, NJ commiserating with people old enough to remember the protests of the 1960s. One, Doug, said he has only missed one date since this began. Helps to know I won't be alone, but even if I am -- one is better than none.
May a year from now we see the light at the end of the tunnel.
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