Beyond Crawford In Honolulu, more than 100 people gathered in Charmaine Crockett's back yard, on a hill above Kalihi Valley. In Philadelphia, several hundred gathered outside of Independence Hall. Altogether, an estimated 175,000 or more Americans took to the streets Aug. 18, though Rush Limbaugh disputed that number on the radio the next day.
In Colorado Springs, an estimated 200 to 250 locals gathered in Acacia Park to light candles in support of Cindy Sheehan's Texas vigil and to protest the war in Iraq.
A column of demonstrators stretched across the park just as the sun was setting on a perfect August evening. Candles held aloft, they began to circle the park, walking at a slow but steady pace. Most noticeable was the quiet. While traffic roared by and some drivers offered supportive beeps of the horn or thumbs up, the demonstrators walked quietly.
Their signs spoke for them: America Stands With Cindy. Stop the War. Seek Peace and Pursue it Nonviolently. Meet with Cindy. Impeach Bush. Abolish War.
A young father with a military haircut walked with his two platinum blonde little girls, his candle burned down to the nub. A young couple walked -- she holding the baby in a Snugli strapped across her chest, propped up high on her tight, pregnant belly; he holding a panting wire-haired terrier in his arms. A man walked with his elderly mother, gently taking her hand to help her across Nevada Avenue. His T-shirt sported red and white stripes in the fashion of the American flag, but a closer look revealed the red stripes to be missiles. The slogan read: United ... my ass.
As the crowd dispersed, an almost full moon rose in the southeastern sky, glowing brilliantly through a passing parade of clouds.
-- Photo and story by Kathryn Eastburn