Listen to Susan’s Story

Eze Amos 

Hi Susan. Thank you very much for agreeing to to participate in this. I'm looking at a photo of you staring right into a portrait of of your daughter, Heather Heyer. This photo was taken at the Southern Poverty Law Center in Montgomery. I want to ask you about that moment. Can you tell me about that moment?

Susan Bro 

Sure. That was less than a year after Heather had been murdered. And I had determined to go on the pilgrimage, to learn things, to try to make connections in the community. But in order to do that, I had to separate my grief from the moment to moment. And I've always had mixed feelings about Heather even being in that museum, only because I don't feel like she did anything but walk! She didn't die by choice, she didn't throw herself in front of a car, she was murdered. And to see her in that moment, I was telling her how much I missed her. How she should have been there, not me. And I just—I was just feeling the loss. What was strange was right after that, the tour guide for the museum from the gift shop came and asked me if I would talk to a school group and explain who Heather was in the big room where they had the audiovisual stuff. It was a very touchy situation for me because I really wanted to blend in the background. I really tried to stay in the background in that tour when I could, but my emotions were very raw and I was trying to make connections with people to understand, I wasn't doing a very good job. It was just a very tough time.

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