16 April 2013
Today, I learned with great sorrow of the death of a woman who had a very profound affect on my life. Born I think, on exactly the same month, day and year as Fidel Castro, Patricia Murphy-Robinson died on 11 April 2013. I knew that she’d been ill having spoken to her a few months ago in Jacksonville Fla, where she lived, but just how ill she had been, she kept hidden from me and wasn’t until I got an email from someone who knew her, that I found out.
This is not the place to go into Patricia’s long and eventful life and about which I have only the sketchiest idea, nor how I came to know her. Instead, here’s an essay she sent me that I published in an earlier version of InI and on rereading it after so many years (I think it was penned sometime in the 1990s), it seems right on the money for our situation today and a fitting testament to Patricia’s lifelong struggle for justice.