I originally wrote this over on
Google Plus, where I have far more conversations these days than here. I felt like it belonged here, too, though.
I spent some time this morning reflecting on my experiences growing up in Montgomery, AL, face to face with deeply-even violently-embedded race, class, and gender norms, elephants in the room that nobody
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I think with books that touched us deeply, rereading them at different points in our lives opens our minds and hearts to all the things that touched us, but we were unable to consciously realize at the time.
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