In an effort to add some discipline to my easily distracted mind, I am creating this blog to practice writing and photography on a somewhat regular basis. The title comes from a story about my Irish Grandfather. When I was a baby anytime my mother would ask him if he wanted to hold me, he would say "Does he still shit in his pants?" It sounds like something I would say about a baby and it makes me laugh every time I think about it. BTW, YOU CAN CLICK ON ANY PICTURE TO SEE IT FULL SIZE.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
February 14 My Valentine Grandma Lorraine
I DJ'd the wedding of Andrea & Renardell last night. I have jokingly proposed this simple solution to racism over the years, all marriages must be of mixed race so eventually everyone would be the same color. Of all this country's problems, racism makes the least sense to me. How can you hate a person before they give you a reason besides the color of their skin? Back to the wedding, there were several great speeches but the bride's father gave a very emotional speech about his daughter & son -in-law. He invited the groom's father up for a toast and both men stood there proudly welcoming each other into their respective families. The story that really struck a chord with me was about the bride's grandmother, Lorraine. At Lorraine's funeral, each family member got up to say a little something about her. Most said they loved her or they would miss her. Renardell said he loved her because when he started dating Andrea, Grandma Lorraine was the first one to welcome him into the family unconditionally. There is no doubt racism is something you are taught, and as proved here, being colorblind can also be taught. We need more Grandma Lorraines in the world.
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