Skin is white, race is HUMAN!

Janet Urban
Aurora, IL

I was raised in a small all-white town and never saw a black person except on TV until I was 17 (1975). From the first experience I was confused as to racism. What I saw was fellow human beings who happened to look different. From that point on I refused to engage in any negative conversations about people of other ethnic backgrounds, which sometimes makes for some awkward times within my own family. Thirty Six years later, I am glad that so much has changed in equality, but I also see there is still a long way to go. I hope I live long enough to see the world when racist is a dirty word and there is no more “N” word.


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