LOL. Well, keep on rollin'. I'll stick around for awhile.
That photo tells such a story!
I remember traveling through the south on one of our trips across country. I must have been seven or eight. Coming from the north, I had never in my life seen a "whites only" sign. I was dumbfounded. I distinctly remember asking my mom why only white people could sit at the restaurant counter and thinking how I would feel if I was told I could not go somewhere because I was different. I remember thinking, as a child would, how much it would hurt my feelings to be treated "different". That experience is burned into my memory.