Saturday, March 10, 1990

Tonight my dad heard people say things about him you usually don't hear until you're dead. He couldn't ask for a better reason to go on living.
Tonight my dad heard people say things about him you usually don't hear until you're dead. He couldn't ask for a better reason to go on living.

Saturday, March 3, 1990

I never tought of myself as prejudiced against black people... but after last night, I think I might have to rethink what I thought.