In support of the Women’s March 2020 that took place last weekend, and anticipating with trepidation the upcoming election in little more than a week, it’s a good time to relive the excitement, camaraderie, and collective purpose of the march in 2017 in Denver. I also joined the 2018 Denver march; more links to photos of both events are at the end of this blog. Fear of coronavirus spread has kept me from joining the protest gatherings against racial violence this year, but, if you were there, I was with you in spirit.
When I posted these photos to my Facebook page in 2017, messages came back from friends in New York, Boston, and around the country and state who attended their local marches. A cousin in New York described it as more of a crawl than a march, it was so packed. I’m most proud to share this exchange with my son, living in Washington, D.C. at the time, and joining the massive crowds there.
Adam: “Did you go? The DC walk was pandemonium. I really feel like I experienced history.”
Me: “Yes! So glad to know you went to the DC march. It’s an amazing thing to be a part of.”
Adam: “It was far more amazing than I expected. They published that zero march related arrests happened thus far. More people that I’ve ever heard of in DC for a rally (pretty sure it exceeded 1960s records). Yet everyone was super friendly. The only bummer was there was so many people we literally couldn’t march. The entire marching path was filled with people, and there was nowhere to march to!”
So many creative signs with messages powerful and clear. My thanks to those that willingly agreed to be photographed, some with just a nod or smile. Here’s a selection:
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