#954: The Long Ride of the Pullman Porter

July 16th, 2018 § permalink

“Daddy,” the little girl said, lolling in her father’s lap. “Is this going to be a long one?”

He shushed her gently as the movie and several more questions began. Eventually, he let her go to scamper through the house-museum and run up and down the, in her words, “too many stairs!”

The room went quiet. Black history was about to begin. » Read the rest of this entry «

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