I was reminded today of a photo I took a few years back, of my daughter at the airport. A few family members had shared on Facebook a photo of a couple of babies, one black, one white, reaching out to each other. This photo.
That reminded me of this photo of mine:

We were waiting at the gate, and a woman came in wi her son, who seemed to be around my daughter’s age. There was absolutely no hesitation from either of them; they just got on with playing together.
I wonder when grown-ups will figure it out….
Eyes of the Young
I was reminded today of a photo I took a few years back, of my daughter at the airport. A few family members had shared on Facebook a photo of a couple of babies, one black, one white, reaching out to each other. This photo.
That reminded me of this photo of mine:
We were waiting at the gate, and a woman came in wi her son, who seemed to be around my daughter’s age. There was absolutely no hesitation from either of them; they just got on with playing together.
I wonder when grown-ups will figure it out….
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