When I moved to my new house…. I did not notice the Confederate flag on display across the street from me and I don’t care. I learned long ago that what is in a person’s heart is not reflected in a flag they show. 51 years ago I learned that some of the most open/honest and dependable friends I gained were more accepting of a person of color than those who grew up North.
If I expect people to judge me by my character…. I have to be willing to do the same.
When the water main in front of my house burst, I thought about how my yard was going to be torn up… I thought about “no water”… I thought “why me”… but the city responded quick and I thought “this is the way government should work”!