“I can’t keep calm. I have a black son!”
I’ve been reporting on race for 40 years. Can we ever fix what’s broken?
Washington Post

I felt exactly the same way that week in July. I know other White parents with adopted Black kids who were also in tears.

We’re already having to teach our son how to interact with the police as a Black man. I don’t really feel equipped for these kinds of conversations, but I am thankful to have my eyes opened to racial injustice in a way that most Americans that look like me never experience.

Thank you for sharing this.

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