Sep. 3, 2017

Happy Freedom Day Sir, September 3, 1838

On my mind today is looking back 169 years ago today when Frederick Bailey made his escape to freedom. Dressed as a sailor with forged papers Frederick Bailey made his way first from the Eastern Shore of Maryland, then from the bowels of the southern laced city of Baltimore to his ultimate freedom. Frederick Bailey first took the name, Frederick Johnson, and married Anna Murray. He finally took the name, Frederick Douglass and changed the course of America for people of color throughout this country and the world. He made it his mission in life to decimate, obliterate, castigate, and utterly destroy the institution of slavery that existed in the southern states of America. Although he did he live to see the passage of the freedom amendments 13th, 14th and 15th to the Constitution of the United States. He never rose to the level of power in this nation that befits his lofty aspiration for human equality for people of color in this nation. Frederick Douglass believed in the possibilities of humanity but he was shot down by those who believed in the inequalities between the races. Those who never saw a whole man when they approached or engaged with a person of color. They only saw the beast of burden they had intended that man of color forever be labeled as. So even after this nation spilled the blood of so many to secure the abolishment of this heinous institution. People of color eventually slid back into another form of bondage during Frederick Douglass's lifetime. On this Sunday, I will pray that in the spirit of the old ancestors who paid the ultimate price to attain human equality and freedom for people of color. That this nation will indeed secure what the words expressed say, "we the people" will seek justice for all, equality will reach every molehill, city, and every town of this nation, and true freedom from oppression will exist in each and every nation in the world. I spent so many days of my young adulthood at Morgan State University seeing the statue of Frederick Douglass. As I entered and exited Holmes Hall and Soper Library. When I gazed across the campus bridge at that statue shaded by that big oak tree. It was as if he was following my steps to ensure I would not deviate from our people's purpose. Well, this morning I say I happy beyond happiness that Frederick Bailey was saved from the noose's rope in Easton, Maryland and was able to secure his freedom from bondage on that train from Baltimore, Maryland. Mr. Douglass, we aren't there quite yet but we are really close to being that nation you envisioned so long ago.

Happy Freedom Day Sir.