It's telling that so many #white people across #NorthAmerica can remember the first time they saw (especially in real life) or met a #Black person.

I doubt most Black people who grew up in North America have similar, specific memories in regards to white people.

That's a subtle #privilege, and detriment, having such a #homogenous #environment.

Now, how often have you been in a Black person's home as an invited guest, and vice-versa?

#Segregation is alive and well.

@ricardoharvin speak. on. it!

@blogdiva Saw a post from someone so proud of himself remembering a family he knew 50 years ago.

Not the worst, but not enough.

@ricardoharvin listen... i was married into that. my sons were (they're now grown ass men) the "brown eyed babies" of their father's family πŸ™„
@blogdiva My ex-wife is New England Mayflower (literally) white, so I understand πŸ˜‚
@ricardoharvin I grew up in a small city a few miles from Boston, MA, and I did not realize until much later how segregated it was. I don't think I ever saw a Black person in that city. I moved to a similar small city next to Atlanta and it was completely different.
@ricardoharvin I looked on Wikipedia, and the city of Arlington, MA, is still only 2.3% Black almost 50 years after I moved away.
@ricardoharvin
I was the motherless white pre-teen Alabama girl who invited a Black girl from school to a sleepover party. Did not understand why my father felt obliged to call and notify the other girls' parents about that. Comfortably naive.
@ricardoharvin It was the same in the UK. I grew up in the '70s, it was in a fairly small town and there was one black family that I knew of. I went to school with the youngest son. Him and his brother were the only two black kids in school. I can't imagine the shit they went through.
@ricardoharvin don’t remember first time meeting a Black person, but I grew up on military bases, so my experience is skewed. Since leaving that environment, I have been invited to Black homes, but I can count on one hand the times. I have invited and had Black friends to my house as well, but definitely not as integrated as I would like. We have a lot of work to do.
@ricardoharvin My Cherokee Aunt can remember the first time she saw/met a black person.
@ricardoharvin @morgant Related question for parents: how often are your kids playing at the home of a kid with different skin?