A year ago, El Paso faced a point of inflection. Forever, we have risen above the fray of politics and criticism. Those who don’t know us also didn’t know that they were crystallizing our relationship with each other, strengthening our collective identity as El Pasoans, Juarenses; residents of a border community that is dynamic and alive.
August 3rd, 2019, a hate monger murdered 23 and injured 25, and tested our identity. We did something extraordinary in the wake of that act of racist terrorism. We did rise up.
We came even closer together. We cared for the victims we knew and those we didn’t. We gave blood and money and tears and sweat and it was returned in the knowledge that we did not fold under a fool’s trigger. However you choose to commemorate today, know that the actions of our community far eclipsed the action that started it. We grieved together with people who suffered profoundly, we created scholarships for orphaned children and their children, and we told our story more poignantly than we ever have: we are united and we are compassionate. We are strong, and because of it, we are proud. I sure am.
El Paso Community Foundation
Photo credit: Andy Farias