Someone, maybe many people, in my family took on the persona of mixed race Black/Native Americans so they could be, what? Less Black? I don’t know if it was my father’s generation, or his father’s, or even farther back. I grew up thinking I was Indian and consequently less connected to my Black friends and family. All because someone in generations past thought it would be best to create a lie for their family than make them live in what they knew as the pain of truth. Now I am deconstructing my own story as I try to create a true and strong narrative for my children.