Scenes from the ground: Dallas
My sister lives in a pretty integrated neighborhood in Dallas. She was one of the few white folk there with Obama signs in the yard. This is what happened on Nov. 5th, from her email to me:
"We just got home and we were sitting in the living room and the doorbell rang. It was a woman who lives down the street.
"We just got home and we were sitting in the living room and the doorbell rang. It was a woman who lives down the street.
She came to our house to thank us. To thank...us.
Her name is Sheryl, and she is a 57 year old black woman who grew up in
times of segregation. She told us about how she used to work at
at&t as an operator, and how people would not go into the bathroom
with her, and how people would call and say they didn't want to talk to
a n***..... she said that her parents would only be allowed into a
neighborhood like ours to mow the lawn or clean the house. She said
that her father supported a wife and six kids on $40 a week. She said
that she never thought that she would see this day.
She cried on our front porch.
And she thanked us. She said that Obama is not just for black people,
he is for all Americans, and she can't believe that these times are
here when we can be one nation and move forward.
She stood on our front porch and she cried and she
thanked us. For something that we did for ourselves. But for her,
this is everything. I think I knew that. I mean, I think I knew how
momentous this is, and I think I knew that this changes everything for
many different reasons for many different people...but then the woman
down the street came to our house and she cried and she thanked
us...and I can see it more clearly than I could before. I won't ever
understand it the way that she does, and the way that so many Americans
do, but she showed us a glimpse this evening. She showed us her heart
and it was bleeding for the past and rejoicing for the future and it
was everything that I want for us.
I cant believe we did this. I cant believe this time is here."
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