Conversation

blackandwhiteWhen we were walking around downtown the other day we saw an interracial couple walking in front of us–black woman, white man. This is the conversation that ensued.

My husband: Look at that. There’s more of that around here these days. That’s good.
Me: I guess we were forerunners for the area.
My husband: Yeah. It’s not like the old days when people in trucks would yell at us while we walked down Bay Shore.
Me: Or the treatment we would get from people in Save A’Lot.
My husband: Yeah.
Me: But I guess we deserved it for being someplace like Save A’Lot.

Note: My husband would have a problem with the first part of this post because he no longer refers to people as black or white. He’s having some sort of issue.