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Sparta, Illinois 1963
Like half the town I work at “The Comic Book,” where white men adjust printing presses and bindery machines that spew white heroes Superman, Archie, Casper the Friendly Ghost, while blacks wield brooms, load freight cars.
Six months pregnant with our first child, Marian walks to the plant, our tiny black poodle, Voodoo, on a leash. As we stroll home for lunch, she tells me the dog bit her hard. We chat about baby names.
Later, I go to Rotary. The minister sitting next to me says: You’re the first Jew I’ve ever talked to. Published riehlife.com |
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