1960 to 2008

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I grew up in Washington, DC, in the 1960s. I clearly and vividly remember the race riots of 1968 in Washington. I remember the National Guard and the Army out on the streets every evening at sundown, weapons in hand, riding in jeeps, shooing all the kids inside, where we sat in our houses, our apartments, our tenements, behind closed (blackout)

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my father was in law school in DC in the mid-70s. when he moved up there, he lived for a few weeks with DC councilwoman willie hardy and her family. i vividly remember his stories of going to concerts out in virginia with her sons, and how dangerous it was for them to travel just miles from their home out to prince william county. because they were black and he was white.

tonight obama won virginia.

i am proud to bursting of this country and how far we have come.

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Was he at Georgetown Law School? American University Law School?

DC hasn't actually changed that much. Which is saddening. What changed for me, of course, was that when I was living there in the 60s and early 70s (I moved to PA in 1976, with my mother and brand-new step-father), I lived in affluent, white Northwest DC. When I was looking to move there when baron_elric was working at Georgetown (which is in NW DC, and is richer and whiter than ever), the best we could afford was the least-scariest area of where MD intersects the DC border in NE DC, a very black area. The MD town is very multi-racial, multi-ethnic, multi-language and culture, and very open to anyone as long as they're rather progressive (which we are!), but the DC border area against the town is the worst area of the worst slums of DC, all black, and very, very, very anti-white. Anti-anything, actually. The crime statistics for the MD town were lower than any around it, and yet on average there are more than 10 armed house break-ins in that town in a one-month period and at