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Scott M. Krasner's avatar

My Mom died this morning (11/22). The daughter of Russian Jewish immigrants, she was the first woman in her family to attend college, where she majored in Political Science. A restless advocate, she was arrested in North Carolina in the early 1960s protesting for civil rights - an event that cost her husband patients of his dental practice, and that angered her older relatives, who might have been jailed or worse had they committed an act of civil disobedience in the old country. She was an acknowledged leader in the field of contextual therapy, the goal of which is for people to speak and relate to each other directly, rather than deflect and act out in response to disagreement or conflict.

She watched with horror as Trump was elected. She couldn't fathom that the America her family had fled to, and that she had fought to make more equitable, could be usurped by those with no respect for law, for non-whites, for non-christians, or for the political process that had grabbed her attention as a student. Every time we spoke she'd ask, "is there no one who has the integrity to stand up to him (Trump)?"

She would have had the back of a young person had they been trying to effect political of social change to better the lives of fellow citizens through ardent efforts of public debate and building coalitions to run candidates for office and to petition elected officials to start representing all of their constituents. She would have had no time or tolerance for a Charlie Kirk who propagated lies and sought to denigrate those who didn't agree with his his myopic and regressive agenda.

She was the proud mother of a son and two daughters who took for granted the ability to select and attend top colleges and pursue careers that wouldn't have been possible for immigrants 100 years ago. She and my Dad were doting grandparents of my sons, the older one an established artist and entrepreneur, the younger of whom worked the phones for Obama at age twelve, graduated top of his high school class, edited the Islamic Studies journal at Boston College, and worked to fight human trafficking with the NY District Attorneys office.

She finished a fifth book four years ago and spoke at international forums. It saddened me that she struggled to recover from my father's death nine years ago. The week before the election I was able to visit her in person for the first time since March, due to coronavirus restrictions. I asked if she had voted. She nodded and said she couldn't wait "to see the bastard kicked out." I'm grateful she was able to see that maybe, just maybe, the country and politics she loved might not have been permanently degraded by Trump and self serving conservatives.

Thanks for sharing this experience with us, and a special thank you for prompting these memories for my family.

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Kim Wallingford Homes's avatar

Your mind at work puts my mind at ease. Happy to share your words and cover your backside, whenever and wherever. Onward!

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