A while ago a friend called and said she needed to talk to both my wife and me. We listened together on speakerphone as she told us that one of her friends had stated it was common knowledge that I was having an affair with someone who works at the courthouse.
Three of my grandchildren are black. One is male. He’s a good-looking kid, still in single-digits, but you can easily see that in less than a decade he’s going to be a burly black man. I think about that all the time.