Jennifer Meeropol is the granddaughter of Ethel and Julius Rosenberg and the daughter of RFC Founder, Robert Meeropol. Jenn became the Executive Director of the RFC on September 1, 2013. Prior posts on this page were written by Robert (unless otherwise noted), and represent his opinions, which are not necessarily shared by the RFC.
On Thursday, December 1st, my father and uncle will travel to the White House to make a public plea to President Obama to exonerate my grandmother, Ethel Rosenberg, and to deliver our petition with 40,000 signatures.
On September 28, 2015 (which would have been my grandmother’s 100th birthday) Members of the New York City Council issued a proclamation which declared the U.S. government, “wrongfully executed Ethel Rosenberg.” The proclamation concluded, “now therefore BE IT KNOWN: That we, the undersigned Members of the New York City Council, honor the life and memory of Ethel Rosenberg in observance of the 100th anniversary of her birth.”
This October 1&2, the Rosenberg Fund for Children is proud to support Sankofa.org's groundbreaking "Many Rivers to Cross" Social Justice Music and Arts Festival. Taking place in Chattahoochee Hills, GA – just outside of Atlanta – “Many Rivers to Cross” will be the largest multi-generational music and arts festival dedicated to progressive social change.
Last year we celebrated the RFC’s 25th anniversary, but another significant milestone passed without fanfare: 20 years of our prison visit grants.
We began making these grants in 1995. In the first 10 years, we awarded a total of just over $87,000 from this program (later named the Attica Fund Prison Visit Program in honor of generous gifts from a survivor of the Attica uprising, and several of the attorneys who won a settlement for the victims). In the last decade, we awarded more than twice that amount, bringing the total for these grants to over a quarter million dollars!
Some of my happiest childhood memories are from the time I spent at Camp Kinderland. Despite an initial bout of homesickness my first summer, I soon felt like I had been part of the Kinderland community for years. Bunks and buildings were named after radical heroes I recognized from family discussions and Seders. I lived in Harriet Tubman, Emma Lazarus, and Ernestine Rose cabins, danced in the Paul Robeson theatre and played ultimate frisbee by the Roberto Clemente sports hut.