The founders, the living, the lost, the sources, the dedication — and the line the Party closed every statement with.
The founders, outside their door. The painted window behind them reads BLACK PANTHER PARTY FOR SELF-DEFENSE. This was a self-published Party poster, printed to be spread — P.O. Box 8641, Emeryville, California.
Everything that followed — the breakfast programs, the clinics, the newspaper, the international chapters, the survival-and-struggle of the next sixty years — began at this address.
The people below are still here. Most are in their seventies and eighties. Some still speak. Some still organize. Some still teach. Each of them can be written to. Each of them has a reachable address. The movement is not history. It is, in 2026, a group of elders available for consultation.
This list is not complete. Hundreds of organizers, artists, clinic staff, breakfast cooks, schoolteachers, and newspaper distributors are also in the ground. Their names are not here because we could not fit them. Their work is on every page.
For the children who got the breakfast.
For the elders who got the ambulance.
For the comrades in jail, in exile, in the ground.
For the artists who drew it, the printers who printed it, the people who passed it hand to hand.
For the programs the state tried to kill because they worked.
For the ones still living who lived to see it run again.
For the future where it finishes.
Same animal. Carrying the program.
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