Today I appeared at our local Island Park with a national group promoting the registration of guns and guns ownership. I got a surprise.
Originally, I was called by someone to say a few words. Later, there was another call saying my role in things was to read names people who have been killed by guns.
The entire appearance was a little unsettleing because I’m not the current Mayor, I have not been the Mayor for almost 20 years and the current Mayor is sympathic to more gun restrictions but did not want to appear. I stopped in to see him to make sure he did not disapprove of my appearing and we had a nice chat about the event.
I was not unhappy at the prospect of reading name of victums instead of giving remarks about the hazards of guns, but I thought the theater of reading names would not be effective. What would be the point, I wondered.
After some others gave remarks, I was invited to the podium to say a few words and begin the reading of name. The names were read because the event was called, “No More Names.” (to be added to those who died by guns.)
I was surprised by how reading the names affected me. I did not know anyone whose name, age, date of death and city I read. But, it was a powerful experience.
The ages were almost all young. Many had the same last name, family rampages.
I now understand how reading rhe names of those killed by guns is an effective way to tell a story.