“President Obama” made another appearance in the Palmerton Halloween Parade today. We were cheered along the route, two women wanted their pictures taken with Obama, and the announcer gave us a very nice introduction.
For each catcall and boo along the way, there were probably twenty cheers and smiles and waves, yet I tend to remember the negatives. One guy made his hand into a gun and went “Pow Pow.” I walked over to him and said, “That is a bad example to set for children.” He said nothing to me, but I think he made some crack when I walked away.
We do tend to remember the bad things. I thought about a poem by Countee Cullen entitled “Incident in Baltimore.”
Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee;
I saw a Baltimorean
Keep looking straight at me.
Now I was eight and very small,
And he was no whit bigger,
And so I smiled, but he poked out
His tongue, and called me, "Nigger."
I saw the whole of Baltimore
From May until December;
Of all the things that happened there
That's all that I remember.
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