The story below reminded me of a woman my mother told me about from Texas who was very quiet and was in her late 80s or early 90s at the time. Her name was Ruth. Read only if you have the time and want to make a difference in your sphere of influence.
My mother spent her whole life in the northeast part of the US, but when she became sick, she wanted to live with her sister in Texas. The place she lived had many older whites, my mother was the only black resident at the time. Ruth would watch as the other residents treated my mother badly and at times would call her the “N” word. My mother is not a fighter so she would hold her head down and say not a word. There was anger in her voice however when she told me the story...