Amber Jackson Baswell,
As a military brat I was naïve, sheltered. It was only when my father was stationed in the deep South that “RACE” entered my vocabulary. I was shocked as a 15 year old (back in ’95) to see that churches, schools, hangouts, even the local beauty pageants were segregated! Blew my mind. So much emphasis on the color of ones skin when we all bleed red and what matters most in a (wo)man comes from deep within.