The Race Card Project
By Michele Norris
Earlaine Williams,
Oakland, CA.
This is the question that was asked of me, when I was 17 years old, by the white man who was administering the driver test at the Depratment of Motor Vehicles in Richmond, CA in 1960.
I was behind the wheel and he was the person who would determine whether or not I received my driver permit. The bigger issue was my level of fear being alone on the road with this person.
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