Our Black Lives Matter sign has been taken out of our yard four times. The first time I found it in our recycling bin. The second time a neighbor returned it because she found it tucked behind her house. The third time it was thrown into our garden. This last time, we haven’t been able to find it.
We got our sign at church: the Edmonds Unitarian Universalist Congregation. Another member had generously purchased a whole bunch of signs and was giving them away to folks who were interested. We wonder if anyone else has had trouble with their sign.
My husband and I and my mom live in a house across the street from the Edmonds Center for the Arts, so our sign has been seen by lots of folks. We put it there because we’re concerned about the racism we see and we want to be counted as folks who will stand up for everyone’s rights, including people who, historically, have been oppressed. Because we know something of what that feels like. Our family includes many who were killed by the Nazis in concentration camps in Poland. In fact we lost everyone who was there during that time. Luckily my mom’s grandparents had immigrated to the United States before the war broke out, but their siblings, parents, aunts, uncles, cousins and everyone who didn’t get here were killed during the war. Just for being Jewish.
But that’s not the only reason we had a Black Lives Matter sign. We recognize the painful history of white supremacy and oppression that is part of our country’s heritage. And we want to make a different kind of future. We’re going to try to find another sign. But in the meantime, we wanted you to know why we put the sign up.
— By Rachel Maxwell