Antwon Rose could have been my student.
East Pittsburgh, the neighborhood where his car was stopped and where he ran from officers before being shot three times in the back, is minutes from my house.
He went to Woodland Hills School District, minutes from my house.
Michael Rosfeld, the officer who just started working at East Pittsburgh less than two hours before he shot and killed Antwon, had been fired with cause from his previous job as a security officer at the University of Pittsburgh, where I got both my graduate and undergraduate degrees and where my wife works.
So I say again – he could have been my student.
I have had many children like him.
Most of my kids are like him.
Promising, smart, burdened by fears no teenager should have to face.
When I look at the smiling picture of Antwon released to the media, he looks like so many others I have known and loved.
If he hadn’t been in that car, he’d still be alive. If he hadn’t run from police, they wouldn’t have shot.
Maybe. Maybe not.
But being in the wrong place at the wrong time shouldn’t bring with it a death sentence. Running away shouldn’t bring with it the finality of the grave.
But plenty of questions remain.
Rosfeld is still on unpaid leave. Why hasn’t he been arrested?
Civil rights writer Shaun King reports that when Rosfeld worked at the University of Pittsburgh, he had a history of harassing black students and was only let go after he harassed one of the chancellor’s own children. If true, was that reported to East Pittsburgh before they hired him?
And I’m glad.
We need answers to those and more questions. We need justice for Antwon.
But more than anything we need to recognize that he was a human being.
He was a little boy with his whole life ahead of him.
His life matters.
I don’t say “mattered” because even though he’s gone, his life still matters.
We can’t bring him back, but we can honor who he was.
We can recognize his common humanity is the same as anyone else’s.
And we must – we MUST – make sure that things like this don’t happen again.
At absolute minimum, the hand holding it shouldn’t belong to someone tasked with the job to serve and protect.
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