In the early days of Occupy Wall Street, I went up to New York to meet some of the young protesters who were camping out in Zuccotti Park.
I met a young man who was part of the planning group that had been meeting since the summer. At most, they were hoping for a threeday protest, and had no idea a movement was about to be born that would stretch around the globe. They were as surprised as everyone else by the chord that was struck, and were in the midst of trying to figure it all out during those first weeks.