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I vividly recall driving home after watching the undertaker zip my Dad into a black bag and wheel him away. Everything was wrong with the world that day. I bet Trayvon's parents felt the world shift, too. It seemed absurd to me that cars gathered for a kid's football game nearby. The mall parking lot was overflowing - it was Black Friday and stuff was on sale! Didn't they realize what just happened?! My sweet little Dad just died, and people were freaking shopping?
Grief does that. It closes in on you.
So, in a weird way, I'm grateful that Trayvon's parents have all this....because when it's the person you love that's gone, it feels like the whole world should be screaming with you. Trayvon deserves it. His life mattered.
Did he deserve justice? Hell yes. But all our voices speaking up for Trayvon count for a hell of a lot, too.
"Trayvon was murdered," the marchers chanted as they walked up U Street from 9th in the Northwest, a few carrying signs or placards. Other times, they chanted, "No justice, no peace."
I hope Trayvon can rest in peace, but even more, I hope his family can live in peace someday. These are the last photos taken of Trayvon. This is how I want to remember him, as a typical American kid going horseback riding with his family.
Originally posted to Eileen B on Sun Jul 14, 2013 at 12:28 AM PDT.