Last week I wrote about my mother's leftist leanings and mentioned her participation in protests and lost causes. This evening I was digging through boxes of old family photos searching for inspiration for something that began with "H." I found a few photographs of me with hideous hairdos, but I see no need to humiliate myself in my own blog. (If I destroy the visual evidence, there's a good chance that no one will ever remember that I sported an Afro in the 70's.) I found pictures of my mom protesting at some Justice for Central America rally...
That's my mom with the picket sign in the blue T-shirt.
...and then I found an "H," Hands Across America.
In May of 1986 almost six million people held hands to form a 4,125 mile human chain from New York City to Long Beach, California. The event was designed to focus attention on homelessness and hunger and many participants donated $10.00 each to reserve their place in the line. The money raised went to local charities. My mom took her place in the line somewhere in the desert in California.
That's my mom in the red shorts below:
Do you remember Hands Across America?