Ethnically black, environmentally white, increasingly gray.

Lee Stringer
Mamaroneck, NY

I was born into a place and era in which the aspiration was to assimilate. Of course, once I got a good handle on doing this, it was The Sixties and everything changed. The new order of things was to wear your ethnicity on your sleeve. So there I was, Sidney Portier, in world going H. Rap Brown. The takeaway? You’ll never find yourself by looking outward. Cast an honest eye deep into your own known soul and, for God’s sake, be that person 24/7.


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