I certainly benefited from privilege.
I don’t know what color it is, but is goes something like this:
I was privileged to have two parents (mother/father) who took an intense interest in my growing up to be a decent person.
I was privileged to have a church that expected kindness toward others and helped to overcome my base instincts in order to worship God and the ideals of Jesus.
I was privileged to have teachers that sat me down and made me understand the rules of language, math and physics and who gave me a sense of how the history of man was shaped.
I was privileged to have friends who were raised the same and helped one another stay on the straight path.
I was privileged to have people on all sides of me who pushed to not give up on myself and to do it better the next time.
I was privileged to have employers who expected me to show up on time, do the job for which I was paid, was rewarded me when I went beyond what was expected.
Thanks, Walter, For showing us the apologists for the other side of privilege.