Dear White Progressive Liberals, It's me Cordell and I have a dream

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12. Mahalo for your story growing up in the South, Cordell. I started crying when

I got to the part when you went to Askewville, North Carolina to visit your friend, Bobby, and meet his parents.

I was about the same age when I had a friend named Betty.. her Dad was African American and her Mom was White. They were fine with us hanging out together but my dad said I couldn't see her anymore because.. I don't really remember exactly what he said.. but, it was understood that it was because she wasn't like us.

I was heartbroken.. she was my friend. I pleaded with my Mom and she understood how awful it was for us not to be able to do things together. I ended up just saying I was somewhere else when I was at her house. But, of course, she could never come to mine.

We moved away from each other so long ago but I'll never forget how sad I was when I found out about "racism" in my home.

#BlackLivesMatter, Cordell. No "Buts".. Thom Hartmann had an excellent segment about it on his show.. Have you seen it?

Love you, Cordell, Coolest Ranger