
At one point in our conversation (if you want to call it that since he was the only conversing) he started to tell me as a kid he had drank out of the wrong water fountain to have his mother stop him and tell him that fountain was for Whites only and that he was to drink from this other fountain. Since I am currently reading "The Help" I found his story even more interesting. I have never visited with someone who had experienced discrimination during this time period.
Nothing profound to say, just thought the timing was perfect and wanted to share.
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