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I am not a political person, I actually dislike politics. I vote, although for the last few elections it has been the lesser of two evils, at least in my opinion. However, I have to comment on the current election… if you want to call it that.

I am happy that in my lifetime a black person is running for president. I would have been just as happy if a black person was running for vice… it makes me proud that in my lifetime I get to see this.

I have always looked at a person by their soul, not their skin. I learned that in Sunday school as a child.
Jesus loves the little children,

All the children of the world.

Red and yellow, black and white,

They are precious in His sight,

Jesus loves the little children of the world.
That song always struck a special cord in my heart, and I believe strongly in what it says.

I always had friends of color, even when it wasn’t cool. In grade school some of my best friends were the migrant worker children. For some reason we related, and I always hated to see them leave.

Back in the 1960s I was very active in freedom activities. When Martin Luther King spoke his famous “I have a dream” speech in our Nations capitol I was supposed to be there, but didn’t make it for some reason… I think I missed the bus. I did make it to subsequent rallies. After I graduated from high school and went to work my best friend was a black girl, we worked in the same office for three years. I visited her home down on the lower side of Wilmington many times after work, and learned to love some (not all of it mind you but some) soul food. When Martin Luther King was killed and our nation broke into such turmoil I was heart sick.

Joann and I went to lunch together every day, and that didn’t change during that awful time in 1968. One day we went to lunch at a favorite little shop on Market Street, and because it was crowded, we sat at the counter. It was like we were invisible, the waitress refused to acknowledge we were there. I gave her back our order, but nothing ever happened. Joann suggested (strongly) that we leave, but I wasn’t going without my lunch… I’m pretty sure I caused quite a scene when I got up and walked around the counter and made our sandwiches, then sat there and ate mine. (She never touched hers) The crowded shop was very quiet, and there were two city policemen watching through the front window. I put down the money for our lunch on the counter, and we left. We had an escort back to work, and another one through the building… and for some reason the boss wanted to know what we did as soon as we walked in the office…

The next time I went to Joann’s house her brother (or maybe it was her boyfriend, I don’t remember exactly) suggested that I don’t come down there for a while… and I don’t remember ever going back. Joann and I remained friends until she eloped and left town about a year later, I never heard from her again.

So anyway… that a black person is running for president makes me proud, and shows me that maybe this country has come a long way in my life time.

Now… that the other party tried to show off by choosing a woman for the office of vice president cracks me up. Yes, funny is the only thing I can say about it. Who are they joking… like that woman was chosen for her political experience or expertise in anything at all? Honestly I’d never heard of her before, not that I follow politics that closely… but come on… give me a break… Do they think we are stupid?

And that is ALL I will say about this election…

I hope.