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There are times when I sit still, often in sunlight, that I am suddenly filled with a sense of gratitude.  This bright beautiful morning I am filled with gratitude toward my parents.  They were born in the 1920s and 1930s in the segregated south.  Until certain laws were passed, they had to sit in the back of buses and use separate but decidely unequal facilities.  They were spat upon — my father told me of incidents involving white kids on a school bus.  They were certainly called nigger.  They had every opportunity to let hate fill their hearts and to then pass that hate onto their children.  But they did not.

Make no mistake.  They shared their experiences with my brothers and I.  They helped us process our own experiences.  And though they may have expressed anger, they always taught us to love our fellow man.  “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”  That is what they communicated, if not in words, than certainly by their deeds.  How grateful I am that our life journeys intertwined for so long.

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