A collage of personal, political,cultural, and historical commentary from the thought processes of Brandon Wallace.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
I was just thinking about, my mother integrated the junior high white school in the town where my maternal family is from. The DA in that town when we first moved back there, a white man, went to that middle school at the same time that my mother did. She used to tell me about how when she first got there he and some of his friends tried to be nasty to her and bother her in hallways. After she slammed them into the lockers a few times, she said she didn't have to worry about them anymore. So, it was always an interesting moment for me to see my mother and this man be quite cordial and sometimes even friendly to each other when they saw each other. That always was in the back of my mind.
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