Today left us a comrade of many, many years. A great passion for the world, a whirl of love for class struggle. After years of constructing the old MAS, she accepted, in the 90´s, the challenge of making an experience in another country. With all her strength and resources, she went to Poland to build the International, living next to the convulsed East Processes that changed the world.
She lived, got excited and suffered, together with the Polish workers, living an extremely difficult experience. A few days ago we visited her at the Hospital… she was as fragile as full of life, at the very moment she started telling us stories about her moments with Bill Hunter and the group of comrades who held IWL’s flag in Europe through those hard times.
Also, when she told us how she bonded to the First Polish strike, with a Trotskyst-Morenist method of getting close first and put herself at disposal for the struggle, what truly surprised the workers, who were not used to this.
She got a very small amount of money from Liverpool’s harbor workers, and together with the money she gathered herself among the Polish workers and people, she took it to the strike. She found out, amazed, that just for this action, which was so basic to her, workers and strike leaders invited her to join the meetings were the conflict was closed to talk publically, and also at their Union’s Congress.
She told us how she lived the crisis our IWL went through, alone, in the other corner of the world. Her return to Argentina matched hard times of reconstruction of the national section of the IWL, down from the bottom. She was part of it, since the first day, with her sense of humor and her huffs, militating hardly, making part of several Control Committees, participating of Popular Meetings, Rail workers’ struggles, among others. She went to every single march and demonstration. With almost 80 years, she used to wait for the demonstration, walk with it for a few meters, until her slow pace forced her to stay behind, moment when a comrade would walk her to a bar to sit, or to take the bus. Yet she was happy: she was always part of the mobilization, together with the party.
She collaborated for many years as a translator in our Congresses and publications; one of those anonymous tasks, so necessary for the construction of our International. She was a comrade who always dedicated her full capacity, strength, and everything at her reach, to serve the international revolutionary party and the working class. She was an example for youth and new generations, showing all of us have place to take ahead this major task, many times superior to our own strengths, in favor of the working class and the party.
From the leadership of the Internationalist Workers’ League – Fourth International, we share the pain of her family, friends and closest comrades.
Comrade Elizabeth: to socialism!
