That gap has grown for the past 40 years and is ongoing.
In the wee hours of a Sunday morning in November 1988, an Ethiopian immigrant was killed—and the city’s self-image as a tolerant place was shattered.
Engedaw Berhanu says he will always remember the night his nephew, Mulugeta Seraw, was murdered.
It’s been 30 years since one of the bleakest moments in Portland’s history. It doesn’t seem so long ago.