Thirty years ago today I walked with hundreds of Poles through Warsaw's Old Town in a demonstration against General Jaruzelski. Our own little May Day parade. Special ZOMO forces blocked main streets and - before the afternoon was out - they gave me my first taste of tear gas.
In the evening I joined Hania at a party, and I remember feeling invigorated, and very happy. Yes, we were living under martial law, but it was spring and we were young.
