I can have Black Acquaintances, not friends.

Julie Satterley
Ft. Lauderdale, FL

When my father said this to me at while I was in grade school, I was truly shocked. He was a well educated, mild mannered person, but I would never have called him racist. He had the patience that I would only wish for when raising my son and he came from a different era. I’m sure it was how he was raised, but it took me a long time to fully integrate this statement with the man I looked up to in all other ways. Looking back on this I’m very glad that I didn’t follow his edict. In fact I have tried to be as open, and accepting to all people and I think its because of those words that were spoken to me when I was so young.


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