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Frances Wakayama Carmody's avatar

Wow, I choked up with the diner story. I remember as a kid with my parents and 5 siblings seated at a Denny ‘s or Sambo’s ( remember?) we could not get the waitress to take our order. My dad was an internee and military veteran who was part of the 442nd . Military intelligence. Everyone else around us had their food. I ate the sugar packets and then my Mom said “ let’s go” I didn’t understand til i was much older. It was my maternal grandmother who when I met her for the first time when I was 12. She said to my face, keep those Jap kids away from me. I didn’t like that woman and never saw her again after my sisters wedding. You see, it isn’t just black and white.

We were a mixed race family in the 60’s. The lesson we learned is to treat people as you would like to be treated.

Let’s all get on the bus!

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Jack's avatar

A delightful and insightful story John and so well written. You have a gift that this new venture allows to come out and thus I hope it goes very well for you

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