| Amy Post was a champion and abolitionist of equality in Rochester, New York. |
Introduction:
I thank thee for hearing me today.
I have lived in a nation that speaks often of liberty, yet for many years denied liberty to millions of men, women, and children. This contradiction weighed heavily upon my conscience, and it is why I devoted much of my life to the abolition of slavery.
From my youth, I was taught that every person is equal in the sight of God. It mattered not whether one was rich or poor, Black or white, man or woman. Every soul possesses worth.
Yet slavery denied this truth entirely.
I could not understand how a nation that claimed to value freedom could allow human beings to be bought and sold. Families were separated. Children were taken from their parents. Men and women were treated as property rather than as God's children.
As I grew older, I came to believe that silence in the face of such suffering was itself wrong.
Many people opposed slavery in their hearts but did little to challenge it. I felt that if we truly believed slavery was an evil, then we must act against it. Good intentions alone would not bring freedom to those who remained in bondage.
I believed that every person has a responsibility to follow their conscience, even when doing so is difficult.
My husband Isaac and I settled in Rochester, New York, where we joined others who labored for the cause of abolition.
We welcomed anti-slavery speakers, attended meetings, and supported organizations dedicated to ending slavery.
Our home also became a refuge for those seeking freedom.
I remember the courage of those who came to us seeking liberty.
They traveled under the cover of darkness, uncertain of what awaited them. They risked everything for the chance to be free. Some had left family members behind. Some bore wounds that were visible, while others carried sorrows that could not be seen.
Whenever such people entered my home, I was reminded that slavery was not merely a political debate.
It was a human tragedy.
Each freedom seeker strengthened my resolve and deepened my commitment to the cause.
I was also fortunate to know Frederick Douglass.
His words carried great power because they came from his own experience. He understood slavery in a way that many Americans never could. Through his speeches and writings, he opened countless eyes to the cruelty of the institution.
Those of us who worked alongside him understood that the struggle required many voices. Some spoke from lecture platforms. Others offered support behind the scenes.
Every effort mattered.
At times, our work was criticized.
There were those who believed abolitionists were causing division. There were those who advised patience.
But I could not be patient with injustice.
How could one ask an enslaved mother to wait for freedom?
How could one ask a man in chains to wait for justice?
The time to oppose slavery was always the present.
I believed then, and I believe now, that when we recognize wrongdoing, we must not turn away from it. We must meet it with courage.
Though slavery was eventually abolished, the broader work of equality remains unfinished wherever prejudice and injustice survive.
My hope is that future generations will remember that ordinary people can help bring about extraordinary change.
I was not powerful by the world's standards. I was simply a woman who saw an injustice and refused to accept it.
If my life teaches anything, let it be this:
Freedom belongs to all people, and it is the responsibility of each generation to defend it.
I thank thee for thy attention.