Thirty years

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Thirty years.  I remember it so well.  My own life was in huge transition at that time — moving to a broader religious viewpoint, embracing gray rather than solely black/white, coming out, finding my path as an adult, carving out a place as a musician.

And then the Wall fell.  I knew even then that this was momentous, symbolic, and hugely important.

Yet we continue to build walls . . . .

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