Today, at the funeral, in a town smaller than the town in which I work, I was the only black person in attendance.

I mentioned to my co-worker prior to us leaving that I knew I would be the only black person there, in that town that I did not know, and it did not know me. My co-worker, we have had our knockdown, drag outs, and I tell her like it is, but I am tactful. She is learning how to observe and understand.

She said to me, “well, that’s all right. We won’t be there long and I will be with you.”

For some reason, today, that felt like gold.

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