KENT STATE….2017

Today is the 47th anniversary of the Kent State killings. For those new here, this is the only date I commemorate on the blog each year. That is a for a complex variety of reasons which I keep planning to lay out in detail some year but still haven’t gotten around to. If I ever do, it will come down to this: Lest we forget.

I won’t get around to it this year either. Time presses.

However, here are the links to previous years…and I especially recommend following the link to the lengthy article on the student photographers who took the iconic photographs (linked in the 2012 and 2013 editions below) which probably did more than anything to plant the event in the national consciousness (among other things, David Crosby showed one of those photos to Neal Young and Young went off into the woods and wrote a song based on the picture).

From 2012…

From 2013…

From 2014…

From 2015…

From 2016…

And, every year, I look for something new to post here. I was kind of stuck this year until yesterday, when, in browsing through the images available on the net, I happened across the photo at the bottom of this post….which led me to the three that precede it. In this year when it is clearer than ever that we never walked away from the divide that opened up over our leadership’s conduct of the Viet Nam war–that the breach has only grown deeper and wider–they say more than I ever could:

Here’s hoping we don’t hear the drumming in the long, hot summer that lies ahead.

2 thoughts on “KENT STATE….2017

  1. The events in question took place when I was four years old. My memories, which are therefore quite vague, mostly involve how much my mother cried and how much my father said that “they had it coming”.

    • I think there was a lot of both sentiments at the time. I was eight and I don’t have any memory of it all (first real awareness was a Doonesbury cartoon I read in high school, though I think I was vaguely aware of “Ohio” by then). Then, one day in 1998, I picked up a book in the library and next thing I knew I’d made the thousand mile journey and was on the KSU campus for a memorial ceremony….BTW, as of 2000, at least, your dad’s sentiment was still pretty common. One reason I highlight it every year is to encourage a better understanding.

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