I look back today and finally realize why my grandparents never spoke to any of my brothers or sisters and especially my mother. I recently found a picture of my great grand-mother sitting on a porch of a small home wearing a full head dress.
We are fortunate that the extreme hate our forebears lived in is gone. (At least openly.) I’m sure there are still those who hate privately.
“sitting on a porch of a small home wearing a full head dress.”
so cool! wish you had that headdress today!!!!