Regarding the March 3 Point of View “How it feels to be white like me”: Well-written piece. Thought-provoking, sensitive, honest.
As a white person, actually part Native American, I have felt the sadness that we can’t all be just people.
I grew up in a small, mostly black town. We were poor, white and the minority. I have felt some of the same emotions. I have felt left out, on the outside looking in, ostracized. I also had deep friendships and learned not to judge the exterior of a person.
I love cultural differences. It is the spice of life. I have a profound sadness that others cannot appreciate the differences and feel threatened by them.
Never miss a local story.
Thanks for including this POV. It shows what can happen when we are brave enough to be honest and open in talking about the race issue.