Here, in the small town with its streets and squares, between studios, restaurants, and workshops, runs the Path of Resistance. A remembrance of women, men, and young people who followed their hearts at a time when injustice was the law, who looked and helped, often at the risk of their lives.
As you stroll through the Union grounds, you encounter their names and stories, etched in stone, on facades, or on small plaques. Stories of people who risked their lives. Stories of courage, love, freedom, and chutzpah. Stories that tell history, that open your eyes, ears, and heart. And that let us sense who we could have been and who we can be today. Their lives show us the way on the Union, but their stories will accompany us. Because resistance demands civil courage, an attitude that we need now more than ever.
Take your time. Read the names, their messages. Talk about them. And leave your own mark: in the love letter mailbox, in conversations, or in your own actions, out there, beyond the grounds.
Let yourselves be guided, moved, and touched, let us remain watchful and protect what makes our lives rich and worth living.
