Austin Psych Fest Made Me Think About Changes From the 1960s

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  1. Cathy Estes Sparks (@NashvilleCath) says:

    Terrific article! I suspect that hubs & I will salon over it, homestyle, when he gets in, & I’ve had time to marinade in your words a bit. We frequently do that w/ great writing. My experience was different to yours in a few ways. My grandfather was a Lincoln Republican, strong railroad union man, & studied Masonic rites with an older black worker he often loudly lamented should’ve been foreman, instead of him. He & my MawMaw were married by a self-described Christian socialist Congregationalist Minister, in 1937. Years later, he helped found the Highlander School, where, of course, Parks, King, & others trained. My mom’s Southern Baptist Sunday School class of “Juniors” had afros like the Jackson Five, when I was little, & in the ultimate bit of foreshadowing, an Easter photo of me at 5 shows one of my black babydolls, sitting pretty on my dresser. Unlike my peers, my parents, & one set of grandparents, had friendships w/ African-Americans, long before the 60s. When my mom’s black friend & her daughter were with us, at movies, or shopping, we drew stares, &, on one occasion, the word “n-lover”. Tempers were high, b/c of opposition to bussing, I guess, in early 70s Nashville. So, my very square Silent Gen, pre-Boomer parents were very different, I suppose, from friends whose parents used racial epithets, & told ethnic jokes, who parents were typically boomers, & better educated. Crazy, but true,

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