Sunday, March 25, 2018
Slice #25- I needed to be there.
I almost didn't go.
It was the first Saturday of spring break.
I woke up early.
I went to Weight Watchers.
I went to dog training.
I got home around noon.
I had lots of reasons not to go.
As soon as I walked in the front door, my sons started asking when I was going to the grocery store.
And I have promised myself I am not going to diddle away this break.
I am going to finish my taxes and get them sent off.
I am going to do some serious house cleaning.
And car cleaning.
I would have to go alone.
I hadn't made a sign.
And yet, I knew I needed to be there.
It's expensive to park downtown, so I looked up the bus schedule.
The bus would be at a corner two blocks away in 20 minutes.
I put on my tennis shoes and headed out the door.
When I got to the bus stop, I discovered that route was temporarily discontinued, because there is a paving project.
I needed to walk eight more blocks to catch another bus.
I considered going home.
And yet I knew I needed to be there.
I walked to the next stop.
Waited twenty minutes for the bus.
It was packed.
And smelled bad.
I got to Civic Center Park just before the March started.
Organizers estimated that there were 100,000 people.
We listened to speech after speech after speech.
A father who lost his son at Columbine.
A woman whose father, a teacher, was killed at Columbine.
Her ten-year-old son, the grandson of the teacher killed at Columbine.
A young man who had been in the theater during the Aurora Theater shooting.
A mother whose only son was supposed to be at the Aurora Theater but changed his plans at the last minute when his friend had to work late.
Three college kids who lost a friend during the Arapahoe High School shooting.
A ten-year-old girl who began having panic attacks after a false lockdown alarm at her school.
And Maddie, a student who was at Stoneman Douglas, hiding in the corner of a classroom during the shooting.
And then we marched through downtown Denver.
White people. Black people. Brown people.
Old people and teens and babies in strollers.
All together because we are America.
And things need to change.
I am glad I went.
I needed to be there.