"I want to join you, but I am afraid."

We’ve become accustomed to having passersby stop and thank us for what we are doing, but this morning’s encounter struck me hard. A young woman, dressed in her work clothes, stopped me as I was loading my car and said, “Thank you for being here and for what you are doing – I want to join you, but I am afraid.” My heart sank. We chatted for a few moments, and she gave me a warm hug as we said goodbye. We all know that her fears are not unfounded. This is not normal, it is not acceptable, and we will not stand for it.

That’s why we are out there on a street corner waving signs. We know that not everyone can join us, and we know that not everyone who appreciates what we are doing can stop and thank us. But also we know that what we are doing is valuable, even in moments of doubt.

That’s why we are organizing to oppose the tyrannical state that is being built before our very eyes. The very kind of state that our parents went to war to crush in the 1940s. The very kind of state that my Dad opposed as a career military airman for 23 years.

My Dad in his uniform, at a training camp in 1942. Handwritten note to my Mom: “Thinking of you always.”

This effort will not be over in a few weeks, or a few months, or sadly, probably not in a few years. All the more reason to get to it, and keep at it.

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