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Sherry and I had a small sofa we had no more use for now that her mom has moved in with us and our living room is full of her mom's furniture. Rather than trash it, I called the St. Vincent de Paul Society. They wanted it. St. Vinnie's gives furniture to people who have had house fires and to other people in need.

A guy came out to the house to pick it up. When he got out of his truck, I saw he was black. I had, of course, expected a white guy.

I've still got some work to do ...


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Dec. 13th, 2014 04:59 pm (UTC)
When I first started my last job in 1982, one part of the agency was across town. We had to phone in our requests for old case files to Susie, who worked in the closed files department. No one ever saw Susie; someone else delivered them, But everyone talked to her.

After a couple of years the Powers That Be decided to move closed files to our building. And suddenly I heard whispers. "You know Susie?.... She's black." Because, you know, she didn't...sound black to our white ears.
Dec. 13th, 2014 08:16 pm (UTC)
This guy's name was Gus. I talked to him on the phone to arrange the pickup. Gus sure sounded like a white guy's name to me.
Dec. 13th, 2014 08:18 pm (UTC)
Well, yeah. It's kind of - Greek, I guess.

I am certain I have never, ever met anyone named Gus.
Dec. 13th, 2014 05:00 pm (UTC)
For the last twelve years of my life I have lived with the kidney of a 21 year young black man killed in an auto accident on Route 5 near Buffalo NY. I only know this because I was told my donor was local and died as a result of a car accident. His was the only accident in that time frame. My wife has his obituary clipped and saved. He was a dietary aide at a hospital is all I really know about him. His mother was honored a few years ago in the Rose Bowl Parade as a Tree of Life Donor. The transplant donor system is anonymous by design to avoid any conflicts human beings could conjure up to make it not work. When I go out to speak to donor families I thank them all as if they were my own. That is the universal truth for donor families that if they have donated to one they would donate to you regardless of race, creed, religious, political or any other affiliation that would make a donors think twice before donating. As a result I am different now in my thinking. I left a group of friends at a bar one night when someone started telling racial jokes and would not stop upon m request. I have never been outspoken about racial things allowing others to spew their misperceptions of others, bit now I can’t and honor the man inside of me allowing me to live everyday. Before we were married my future wife and I were in Toronto during a Juneteenth Celebration. It was wall to wall black people and our group of 8 white people stuck out like you know 8 while people. It gave me a very real sense of wearing a skin color different than anyone else; you can only imagine the thoughts in my head….you are right , still a long, long way to go. Holiday
Dec. 13th, 2014 08:17 pm (UTC)
That's a nice story.
Dec. 14th, 2014 02:17 am (UTC)
Huh, I'm curious...was it because his name was Gus that you expected him to be white?
Dec. 14th, 2014 02:50 am (UTC)
I just figured from the get-go that he was white, and the only person I've ever known named Gus was white, so ...
Dec. 15th, 2014 10:27 pm (UTC)
Was that Gus the pipe-smoking ghost? Or did you really know an actual person named Gus?
Dec. 15th, 2014 10:50 pm (UTC)
I forgot about the ghost!

I had a classmate nicknamed "Gus."
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