Jacob Lawrence, The Life of Harriet Tubman No. 21.
Every antislavery convention held within 500 miles
of Harriet Tubman found her at the meeting. She spoke in words that brought tears to the eyes and sorrow to the
hearts of all who heard her speak of the suffering of her people. (1940)
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October 18, 2002:
They put you in a group for bereaved persons.
Tales of tragedy around the circle. Loved ones murdered. Family members burned to death. Leukemia.
Your turn. Bashfully: "Well...my girlfriend...that is my best friend...that is my off-and-on girlfriend...well she was really special and...she left."
They're all really very polite.
Muni bus, San Francisco, July 1989. Tall boy sits all the way in the back, in the corner. He's laughing so hard the tears are rolling. Maybe that had been the point.
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