Seventy-one days of planning, 450 members, 62 signs, 275 riders, 13 travel hours, and 6.5 miles on foot — all part of our mission to spend some quality time standing in solidarity with 500,000 of our closest friends. Well, we believed we’d be standing with 200,000 people — we picked up an extra 300,000 on the way.
When the election results came in, my co-organizer, Jessica Mancini, and I, like so many across America, watched the news in horror. The next 24 hours were filled with a palpable sense of fear and powerlessness. And then we saw the first Facebook post about a Women’s March on Washington, to stand up and send the message to the new administration on day one, that women’s rights are human rights. It was decided then; we were heading to D.C., and we were taking Ridgefield with us.