…you an I are the only black in here……I wonder if we will be OK…..
Sometimes travel is in your own backyard. In this story, I share my family's challenge to address old wounds of racial tension, in an area not all that long ago may not have been as welcoming. This is the same area, where in 1969 my father tried to buy a home and was denied for being black, eventually buying in a housing development priory marketed to minority families. See how we handle the struggle of wounds so deep, you wonder if they will ever heal.Read More