She did not ask to be remembered; she demanded that history itself be. For a century, she walked straight into the places this country tried to forget. She named what others buried. She kept receipts the nation hoped would burn. Now she is gone, and the quiet feels like a dare. Her family doesn’t want comfort—they want accomplices. They’re asking us to abandon the myths, to touch the raw, unedited past, and to let it change what we defend, what we teach, and who we stand beside when the next hard truth knoc… Continues…
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