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My parents and my grandparents actually dealt with real, overt
racial discrimination in Phila. My mother used to talk about having to sit in the "colored section" when they went to the movies and so on. This was back in 1920s and 1930s when she was growing up. But stuff like that, which must have eaten away at their pride and self-esteem, didn't stop them from getting as much education as they could and being motivated to be the best people they could be. Life was hard for these people and no one had a lot of money but they didn't feel ANY need to commit any crimes. I think part of how they felt was based on actually having hope. Hope for the future that one day black people could do anything and be anyone they wanted. You had to prepare for that day and they did! I don't know what happened to that possitive structure and set of beliefs. I'm just as puzzled about how to fix the awful mess too many blacks find themselves in now as so many others are. |
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