Here come the white people….Family!

Robbie Wolfe
Chester, VA

My mom and us, her children, were noticeably “lighter” than the rest of my family, which were very brown to dark-skinned people. Yet, that’s how we were greeted on Sundays and family gatherings, in front of other family members, friends and invited guests. Running joke? As I got older, I secretly think the very ones who heckled and laughed resented us, for being “lighter/fair skinned”…. How sad, I just thought of us as family….period.


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