308/365 Visiting racist family in Indiana

I barely remember our early 1960s visit to my dad’s father’s family in Indiana but two memories of the trip are clear.

  • Sitting in the living room with and hearing the Indiana adults use the N-word over and over and remarking on how dangerous the N-words were, especially at Kmart.
  • Playing with the young daughter of the family. She asked me if I wanted to play with her N-word baby doll. I did.

I remember thinking then, and later, if the family hated African Americans so much, why did they give their daughter a doll with dark skin?