For the last week I have been seeing the great picture of the Jackson-five with their big Afro’s, as a child i remember all the young men and women I grew up with that had large beautiful Afro’s. One of my favorite memories is that of the pool at Santa Monica college down the street from my house, it was the late 60′s and early 70′s a collective of all the kids ethnically mix, mostly poor and lower,middle class. I was telling a story a week or so ago about this pool and my memories of swimming all summer. Though MJ was who I wanted to marry in 3rd grade, Danny Randel was my crush, and he was fine, brown skin, big afro, and when he would go off the diving board and come out of the pool and shake the water out of his hair, well you get the picture, my childhood was spent surrounded by both the good and then the reality of racism. today I read an article about a group of black kids at a private pool and how when they got in, the white kids got out, now I am not surprised by this blatant and on going racism. It just clashes with my wonderful childhood memories at the public swimming pool. I watch the whole memorial yesterday and was moved more than once to tears, MJ’s music was the soundtrack to my life. I am not foolish enough to think that racism is any less a reality than yesterday……… just a bit sad
here is a link to the article: WWW.NBCPHILADELPHIA.COM/news/local/pool-boots-kids-who-might-change-the-complexion.html
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