I wrote this letter on the day I was in a car accident. I was severely injured with neck, back, knees, a bruised chest (from my seat belt, it saved my life), and I bit a hole through my tongue. It was also during the Crown Heights Riots. I was so angry about what was happening, I had to do something. The song Ebony and Ivory, by Sir Paul McCartney came to mind. These are the words that came into mind. I now wish to share it with everyone due to the tragedies of 9/11/01 and the crash of Flight 587 in Belle Harbor.
November 11, 1993
I am writing this letter in hopes that someone will listen. I am often asked a question that has really started to annoy me. People will ask, "What nationality are you?" They'll tell me you have a great personality, you're strong willed, or you're so friendly. I could give many answers (or reasons); but the only real answer is "I'm an American and proud of it."
I believe that if more Americans would forget what past Race, Creed, Color, Religion, and especially past Nationalities they are. What a wonderful and powerful country we would be, One Nation Under God!
In closing, I've often been told that one voice can make a difference. Well here I am one voice. I hope I made a difference to someone somewhere!!!
P.S. I thought of an anti-hate slogan:
Put down your guns
Pull out your hand
Taking a handshake is a lot better
Taking A Bullet!!!
Stop The Madness!!!
Signed with American Pride,
Patti A. Murray