See posts for reports on the Nov. 7 memorial held in Oakland (and previous memorials). A memorial was also held in NYC on November 13 at the Shabazz Center.
More on Marilyn and her writings can be found at MarilynBuck.com.
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The most recent biographical profile of Marilyn was published in the tribute book created for the memorials. That biography, with photos, is now online at marilynbuck.com/about.html
… from 1989 in the D.C. jail, awaiting trial on the Resistance Conspiracy case. This 9-minute video was shown at the Bay Area and New York memorials. Thanks to Lisa Rudman and Freedom Archives. See it at vimeo.com/16406539 (in … Continue reading
… about his motorcycle buddy (Che Guevara): “I realize he’s more alive each day, and I need his advice more and more.” So we can say of Marilyn, she is more alive every day as we delve further into her … Continue reading
Marilyn is one of four U.S.-held women political prisoners in the article by Linda Ford on Truthout.org, October 10, 2010.
Marilyn Buck portrait by Emory Douglas
From the Angola 3 Newsletter, “The Color of Innocence”: Summer has disappeared in the gloom left by the passing of our friend and comrade, Marilyn Buck. There’s not a person involved in the struggle who has not been affected. We … Continue reading
by Russell Maroon Shoats/z The oppressors say you were the only white in the Black Liberation Army They seek to sow confusion and division But you were more than that! In Ireland you would have been in the Irish Republican … Continue reading
… is a reflection by Marilyn published in Tricycle: The Buddhist Review. An excerpt: I learn to lay aside anxiety about what I am missing, what I do not have, what might happen to me … Without the armor of … Continue reading
The Certain Days collective posted their own tribute plus the article she submitted for the 2011 Certain Days: Freedom for Political Prisoners Calendar on their web site Extras page. Check it out there; it was too late to be included … Continue reading