Mike Klonsky wrote a poem for my 60th (13 years ago) that began this way: “Twas the day after Christmas and out in Glen Ellyn, the Ayers didn’t know they were birthing a felon.”
We’re still livin’, still standin’, still fightin’ the power—right to the end.
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