Ten years ago I arose at 5:30 am in my small town of Arlington, Massachusetts to be out the door of my house to get to our town center where, as bus captain, I was meeting our 7 a.m. bus to New York City.New York City, February 15, 2003. (Photo by Ezio Petersen)
We were going to protest the coming war on Iraq. It turned out to be the largest series of protests ever to take place on the same day, on the same issue. Around the world, in nation after nation and in every capital city, people gathered in the protests known as “The World Says No to War.”
In New York, Richie Havens took to the stage with his Woodstock classic “Freedom.” Bishop Desmond Tutu spoke, Peter Seeger sang “Over the Rainbow” and Representative Sheila Jackson Lee spoke of no longer greeting people’s needs with a closed fist, but an open hand.
It was a freezing cold day, we New Englanders were dressed in our many layers. We were literally praying that the leaders would heed our people’s wisdom, which as we know ten years later, they did not.