An anecdote while race matters and trumps class every single time...
I lost my home, my business,my savings, my investments and my car in The Great Recession. But prior to that I lived in an affluent gated community. One of my neighbors was an African American gentleman in his seventies but acted as if he was thirty years younger...He joined the Army when he was seventeen years old and was awarded Bronze Stars in Korea and Viet Nam. After retiring after twenty years in the military he worked in the civilian military sector for another twenty years. Along the way he made an investment in a black owned community bank that he parlayed into over one million dollars... He owned homes in Lake Mary, FL and Fayetteville, NC. When my gf and I visited him at his home in Fayetteville he told us that he wanted to build a home across the street but he couldn't because the owner wouldn't sell it to a black man...
Fast forward... I wanted to replace the door in my bathroom and asked him to help me so we went to the Loews in Sanford. While we were buying the material we needed we saw a woman and her husband and the woman had left her purse in the cart which was approximately three to four feet from her... As soon as she saw me and my friend she clutched her purse. She didn't even try to be discrete as not to insult us....
She didn't see a millionaire, a man with two homes, a man who served his nation in two wars and was awarded Bronze Stars in both. She just saw a black man.
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