05/11/2026
Last month I finally did something I had waited over 25 years to do: I walked out onto the historic Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma, Alabama.
For decades, I passed through Selma on the way to gigs, always in a hurry, always catching a glimpse of that steel arch in the rearview mirror. Every single time, I’d tell myself, “One day, I’m coming back to walk the Edmund Pettus Bridge.” I finally did it!
I spent time walking the old downtown streets before stepping out onto the bridge itself, taking in the history and emotion of a place that changed the trajectory of America forever. It became one of the most meaningful moments of my life.
In 1965, the Edmund Pettus Bridge became the site of “Bloody Sunday,” where peaceful voting rights marchers were brutally attacked while fighting for equality and the right to vote.
Standing there today, you can still feel the weight of history. The courage. The sacrifice. The blood, sweat, and tears shed by people who refused to give up in the fight for civil rights and human dignity.
This bridge is a reminder that voting matters. Our voices matter. Change does not happen when people stay silent. It happens when ordinary people stand up, speak out, and become the change they want to see in the world.
Right here is a lesson in history showing us that fighting for what is right is never wasted. We still have work to do, y’all. We need more kindness, more understanding, and more people willing to stand together and make this world better for future generations.
Have you ever been to the Edmund Pettus Bridge?