Fact of the matter is, I can be a bit of a rabble-rouser when I get my mind around a cause I believe in. Were I in the area, I might find out when the local school board meets. Then, I'd make sure I were in attendance and say something like...
Ladies and gentlemen of the board, its time that this community remembers. Over 40 years ago, this community was touched by an evil. An evil which, to this very day, has not yet met justice. It may help us to sleep at night to forget what occured...To allow the memories to fade into history...But this does nothing for our sense of justice, and worse than that---It dishonors the memory of a little girl who met that evil face to face.
On a cold February night in 1966, Debbie Fijan displayed her school spirit by volunteering to stay late and act as the scorekeeper for an intramural basketball game. We don't know what happened afterward...But by that evening, Debbie would be dead, her young broken body found along a roadway not far from the Benjamin school.
In the aftermath, there were incriminations, accusations, investigations...Distrust...And to this day, the truth of what happened to Debbie that night is still unknown. And that evil was never brought to justice, and may still be among us.
It may be hard for some---most---To remember those events. to think back on the horror that touched this little community. But to deny Debbie our remembrance is to turn our back on a smart young lady who only wanted to help out her school.
We may never know what happened. This is something we may have to live with. But we do know that Debbie had a bright future ahead of her, a future which was denied her. She deserves our thoughts, our prayers, and she deserves to be remembered.
I am asking the board of this school system to provide its support in the construction of a memorial to Debbie on school grounds, outside the very school at which she learned, laughed, and gave of herself.
Can we, those who remember, do any less?