As you know (if you have been keeping up with the news), our democracy is under attack. And many of us are weary and afraid of what’s to come. I am. Irrational anger. Vicious hate. Meanness. Greed. Someone said that we can still be friends, even if we don’t agree. Uh, no. And, no one is going to give up control without a fight. Brace yourself.
John Lewis was my peer. He was actually three years younger than I am – born in a segregated deep South (Troy, Alabama), like I was (Gainesville, Georgia). I KNOW the world he lived in. Well, not really. I was the blue-eyed blonde living in a big house, and he was the son of a share-cropper. But, I grew up in it and knew what was happening in real time. But, how dare I compare my life to what he lived through!!!! I could…
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