Two years ago, I thought bike lanes were a DEI project too. Two years ago, I also had a dad. I’m a Republican, and in nine months of advocating for safer streets, I have yet to meet another one. On Aug. 1, 2024, I signed my father’s DNR at 34 years old. I watched as he took his last breath, 5:10 p.m., after being struck by an SUV on a notoriously dangerous road in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina. The road failed him. The road failed the elderly …