Mobile musings. . .
As I get on the bus, gym-bound, I wonder about the white man sitting next to Mrs. Parks’ seat on the nearly empty bus . . ., is it a conscious choice or one of convenience? Is it ignorance or acknowledgment? I must never forget that back in the day, there were many “others – meaning not Afrikan-American” who would have boarded the bus, sat down comfortably next to Mrs. Parks, conversed pleasantly with her, and then moved to defend her, if necessary. We focus so intently on the adversary of that period, and rarely the allies. As we celebrate my history, let me shout out two of my own personal sheroes, Anne Braden and Carla Wallace for standing in my life and community, defending my right to humane treatment and securing an improved society for those I love dearly, my children. Their commitment to equality is an important part of my Black History in Louisville, and I am grateful for their service. I have no way of knowing dawhytman’s intent, maybe it was to inspire me to write I muse as a well seasoned Black man sits down on Mrs. Park’s lap.