Kensington Archives - The Race Card Project

They assume my wife’s the nanny.

January 7, 2022January 9, 2022 assume, children, Dominican Republic, Kensington, kids, MD, mom, mother, nanny, not the nanny, prostitute, Sean Robertson, wife

Sean Robertson,
Kensington, MD.

People impressed with how my wife handles our children have stopped her on the street to ask what agency she was hired through. I suppose it’s an improvement from the Dominican Republic where hotel security tried to prevent me from “bringing in a local prostitute.”

It is exhausting living this way.

June 7, 2018June 7, 2018 1970's, 1980's, class, ct, Delfina Bernucca, exhausting, first generation, Graduate, Kensington, Midwest, non-white, student

Delfina Bernucca,
Kensington, CT.

I am first generation born in USA and grew up in a 70s and 80s Midwest farming community where I was the only non-white student in my graduating class of 80 students.

Tomorrow’s prejudice is class, not race.

April 11, 2016April 11, 2016 baggy pants, class, ct, descrimination, Ed Hardy, Hispanic, Kensington, Nate Pickett, prejudice, Race, white

Nate Pickett
Kensington, CT

If I see a group of rowdy teens in large fitted hats, Ed Hardy sweatshirts, and baggy jeans, I get a little uncomfortable, regardless if they are black, white, Hispanic, etc. If I see a group of well groomed men and women in suits carrying briefcases/laptop bags, again, regardless of race, I don’t think twice about it; just a group of professionals. Right or wrong, the perceived class of the individual(s) is where my prejudice and discrimination lies.

I wanted to play with everyone.

May 11, 2015 AR, CA, children, first experience, Gramdma, Kensington, Leigh Marz, monkey bars, Play

Leigh Marz,
Kensington, CA.

I remember visiting my grandma in Arkansas in the summer. She took my younger brother and I to a park so we could play with other children. But when we started to play with some African American kids on the monkey bars it was suddenly “time to go.”

Racism is fear; fear is senseless.

April 17, 2012 colors, fear, Jeffrey Deffenbaugh, Kensington, MD, nationalities, racisim, raised, senseless, sixties

Jeffrey Deffenbaugh
Kensington, MD

I grew up in what was the most diverse zip code in the country at the time in the sixties, 20895. I went to school with people of all colors and nationalities. I never learned how to hate. It’s all about how you’re raised isn’t it? I had great parents and teachers, I guess I’m lucky not to be a racist. But could I have been?

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