This is sad commentary.
I use to sit there on that pier.
With my family fishing for food .
Never knowing anything about racism.
The affluent boat owners would drive so close to the pier to cut all the colored peoples lines and the only thing we could afford was cane poles.
From one end of the pier to the other was poor colored families fishing for perch for dinner for the rest of the week.
They would come by as close as they could and spray us with water and turn back out into the lake.
Our parents would not tell us why they were doing it.
We were trying to feed ourselves.
One day a boater came to close and had to make a sharp turn and his boat capsized where I was fishing.
The White man surfaced and crawled upon the pier and started crying and sat down next to me.
I did not understand and all the Black people on the pier told him that's what you get!
He hollered my boy was in the boat and he drowned.
As I look back he was being an ass.
But at the time I could not understand because no one ever told me.
My parents kept me in the dark and I went to White schools.
I never knew ! http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1020557242