Dougherty,
Outside USA.
I was adopted. My Dad is Irish, raised in Texas and then California. Mom is a retired nurse. I was raised around Protestants, Catholics, Mormons, and Jews. My friends in elementary school were white. Race was never an issue. Or if it was, I have long since forgot about it. I even speak with a slight southern draw if you listen carefully. You can thank dad for that. Even in the mirror, all I saw was me. Wide curious eyes, and awkward smile, and a few scars from some cystic acne. It’s gone now. All I saw was a person, and that is how I saw everyone else; as people. Do you see people like I do? Or are you still wondering what race I am?
