Saturday, January 14, 2012
What has changed?
You may wonder why I say that (or not!) but I am always particularly struck by the disparities that exist in our land. The dividing lines between haves and have-nots, poverty and wealth, upscale and undesirable neighborhoods are pretty fine lines here in the Atlanta area. There are some areas where the only people of color you see are the ones at bus stops or serving the rest of us in some way or another. What has changed? Lots of things and not nearly enough.
On a more personal level, I left the plantation and drove to the little village of Roswell to walk around and have lunch. I noted that folks were nice but not all that welcoming in the shops and of course, no waiter in a semi-upscale restaurant is ever too crazy about serving a table for one. I discovered that the red light was on at Krispy Kreme and I couldn't resist. So, I parked but thought I'd walk around and I noticed some women walking from a bus stop. I was stopped on the sidewalk and as they came toward me, one of the women must have noticed that I was ambling a bit and she asked me if I knew about the Old Roswell Cemetary. She then told me that Teddy Roosevelt's grandparents were buried there. I felt oddly and sweetly welcomed by someone whose hospitality, by virtue of my privilege, I seem not to really deserve. What has changed? I have and I still have a long way to go.