When daughter T was working in Clinton, Missouri, we visited the local museum. The collection was very eclectic with unexpected things around every corner.
One of the exhibits was a barbed wire collection. I hadn’t realized there were so many different styles.
Having grown up in rural areas, both my spouse B and I were familiar with barbed wire fences. B had grown up maintaining a barbed wire fence around the pasture. I grew up with a barbed wire fence that ran along the edge of the reservoir behind my house.
Both of those were meant for protection. It saddens me to think of barbed wire being used to keep people away, though. It especially hurts to think of people who are fleeing war and violence being encountered with barbed wire and other barriers. Instead of finding protection, they find exclusion.
Barbed wire fences never seem to have gates.
Linda’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday this week is “wire.” Join us! Find out more here: https://lindaghill.com/2020/03/13/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-14-2020/