Couple of companion stories: We moved to a pretty much all white suburb when I was in ninth grade. A blessing because the city high school was truly not my cup of tea. Incident number one: after the prom date, went out to eat, he took me home about 12:30 a.m. and the police car pulled up behind his car just as I got in. I went back out, waved at the officer who recognized me, and left my date alone. Not so good for my mother’s friends after a book club event. Cop pulled over a sedan with four middle aged Black ladies including the wife of a white lawyer at 11:30 p.m. Many apologies and I think some rookie failed probation. You just never know where we belong these days.


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