Standing outside this evening with a candle in my hand, holding vigil for the victims of Charlottesville, I thought about tomorrow's conversation with my kids. My kids are used to hearing me talk about racism in America, and I don't want to raise them sheltered from reality. Mr. Rogers said that when bad things happen to look for the helpers. When I looked for the helpers today, I saw Heather Heyer, who is dead now. 
But I also see and hear the voices of the future, such as Dahlia Lithwick's, who claims, rightly, that the Nazis and the KKK cannot replace her, cannot replace those whom they fear. 
This image reflects what I am thinking today. In the empty structures of the past, laid rigidly and diligently kept, a younger thing is running.