Black Lives Matter: "I Don't See Color"
I see two kids and a RED boat. What else do you notice about this photo? 1. It Was the Milkman I am one of four siblings. Three girls with blonde hair and one red-headed boy. Not strawberry-red hair, not carrot-red hair, but fire engine red hair. When we were out and about as a family, we were constantly stopped by complete strangers. "Where did you get that RED HAIR?" people would exclaim. My mother would use the old, "It was the milkman" line, which was funny, because we really did have a milkman -- wow I'm old -- and he really did have red hair. One time a girl about my brother's age, then five or six, pointed to him and said, "I like him. He has red hair." And then she blushed and hid behind her mother. We had never seen them before and we never saw them again. I am tired of hearing, "I don't see color." If people can pick out red hair from a mile away, they sure as heck see skin color. If one of the first thing