Today is the 15th anniversary of my contribution toward a peaceful global democracy. On Nov. 9, 1989 the ‘Cold War Ended’ without a single gunshot. On Nov. 12, 1989 I did my part to remove the world of one of its major scars. In tribute and remembrance of the human toll paid during this period in time, and to the family I lost behind this concrete example of hate, I wore the same shoes to work today that I wore standing/chipping at that wall.

May joy, love and peace prevail over fear, terror and war.

May we finally recognize the God in one another across political, racial, social, and overall imaginary lines.

(from a letter to my mother)
“Berlin ist weider Berlin” they chanted. … We found two men from Amsterdam who loaned us their hammer and chisel, so we took off a few small pieces from the wall. Later, we walked down a little further and ran into the others who travelled with us. They were also busy ‘attacking’ the wall. E loaned me a 5′ lead pipe she had found, and everyone stepped back as I went to work on the wall. After I finished pouring myself, with fury, against the oppression of it all I found I had worn holes in my gloves and had gotten blisters on my hands. I also found all kinds of small pieces of the wall in my pockets and a few pieces in my teeth. I, like everyone else, had just been tearing emotionally at the wall, a symbol of everything we had been blocked from, or blocked within ourselves.