This is a continuation of a series of posts:
(He’s gonna’ kill me! 🙂 Don’t you just love the bow tie?)
My younger brother, Mark, has always made wiser choices than I have. That goes for the racist lies too. He did have an advantage over me, though, on that subject. He never went to an all-white school. He started out first grade at May Greene! Lucky dog!
We grew up in the same house but he never did buy the “rules” about relationships with African-Americans like I did. He said that he just knew that they were wrong. Many of his best friends were African-American. He tells me that none of the kids in his class had any problems along those lines. In my thinking, this just goes to show that it would have been best for both races to go to school together and share their lives with each other in the first place instead of being separated.
He says that he just ignored what he heard at home because he knew it wasn’t true. He visited his friends homes and spent lots of time with them; it didn’t matter to him one bit what color their skin was. And, like me, he says he was treated much better at his friends’ homes than he was at our house. He stayed away from home as much as possible also, just as I did.
To be continued….