I was born and raised in the oldest settled part of the nation and in an environment in which racism was officially mooted.
When I was 15, I decided I wanted to be a lawyer. No one thought this was a good idea
How long must the American community afford special treatment to blacks?
Living at the YMCA in Harlem dramatically broadened my view of the world.
Whites would rather not be involved in race matters, I think.
I remember being infuriated from the top of my head to the tip of my toes the first time a screen was put around Bob Carter and me on a train leaving Washington in the 1940s.