Twenty years ago today, I took a job that changed my life.
- I took a job that has become my career.
- I took a job that has become shorthand for how I explain myself to the world.
- I took a job that profoundly changed the way I look at government and politics.
- I took a job that allowed me to meet the most awe-inspiring people living in my hometown.
- I took a job and became part of a profession with a long and proud history.
- I took a job that has allowed me to walk door-to-door in some neighborhoods over the course of many years.
- I took a job that forced me to become conversant on all sorts of arcane city, county, state and federal policies.
- I took a job that continues to teach me how to listen, sublimate my ego and let others lead (some days are better than others!)
- I took a job that enables me to raise hell and protest.
- I took a job that has me ask the same question after each loss or victory–what’s the next move?
- I took a job that is difficult, time-consuming, frustrating, tiring and poorly paid.
- I took a job that is challenging, fun, inspiring and important.
- I took a job where I get to witness firsthand the dignity of people forced to struggle against discrimination, poverty and oppression.
- I took a job that allows me to help make that struggle a little less one-sided.
- I took a job that allows me to fight evil for a living.
Twenty years ago today, I took a job as a community organizer.