home.
It was a day when the civil rights movement lost its innocence.
13 catholics were shot, most of them were teenagers.
Since then people are questioning why it happened and what happend exactly, everyone
seems to look for an answer and everyone is somehow connected with the Troubles.
30 years later I visit the city again. I meet people who are telling me their story. I follow them
and discover what’s ‚home’ for them. A place that never has been quiet, a place with
struggled politics,
a city that has been a war zone and now is trying to go back to normality.
I experience how times are changing or stay the same.
Someone once said, it takes seven generations to change things and to begin with
something new.