Sept. 27, 2010.
Reported by Andy Long
Took the Amtrak from Cinci (Scott did me the favor of dropping me off at the train station, and wishing me well -- 3:00 a.m.!). I really enjoyed that train ride, through the New River Gorge. Wonderful!
"Appalachia Rising!" really was an exceptional time: enjoyed visiting with friends Craig and Jeff, who put me up in their marvelous place. I scarcely saw them, but that was okay. I was supposed to be staying over by Georgetown, but that didn't work out.
The food was great, and was prepared by a local group inspired to feed the troops. Everyone was very good to each other. We had training and practice over the course of a day or two: motivation for why we were in the fight, getting hauled off, non-violent protest. Then it was time for the show.
It was a rainy but pleasant enough day. I carried an umbrella, and affixed signs to it. Seemed like a good idea (especially because the umbrella was already broken and destined for the trash heap).
We marched to the White House, led by James Hansen and other luminaries of the movement, and were then removed by the Park Police. In the paddy wagon there were five of us. We were taken to a police station, and "booked" -- cited -- and ultimately released.
From there we made our way back via the subway to our respective haunts.
The next day I was forced to return to pay my fine. Several students were there from Oberlin. Made me proud to be from Ohio. Some of the young kids had not made use of the fund especially established for those who didn't have the cash to pay the fine, so I ultimately helped get them those funds (contacting those running the Appalachia Rising show).
They didn't hurry to take our money, so I had almost no time to get back and catch my Greyhound back to Cinci. It was a miracle, an OJ Avis commercial: racing by foot to the subway, catching a train as it prepared to pull out, catching a magic transfer train as I exited from the first, grabbing a cab, and getting to Craig's place to pick up my stuff and drop off the key, arriving at the Greyhound station as it was boarding.... Whew!
The cabby got an extra $20....
Tim DeChristopher was speaking, and I really enjoyed meeting him.
At about 10:40 I can be seen holding my tent-like umbrella (it had signs on it, visible from above for those looking down on the parade), while holding a sign too. My arms got tired!
I love looking back on these: they really give the delightful flavor of the event. Lots of good people, out for a good cause.