Yesterday, 153 years ago, this white man was killed in South Carolina fighting for the truth.
He came from a prominent family in Boston. He didn’t have to accept the leadership of the first all-black regiment in the Northeast in their fight against oppression, he volunteered. He was only 25 and had just been married a few weeks prior to leaving.
1.5 centuries later his bravery astounds me and, unfortunately, seems important to highlight.
Robert Gould Shaw’s legacy inspires me to be braver and work harder to prioritize purpose over ease.