tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14310824.post4240417497130475280..comments2024-01-12T04:51:30.233-05:00Comments on Peggy Payne's Boldness Blog: Race Talk at BrunchPeggy Paynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504076672775821088noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14310824.post-3452145524143431592008-11-05T10:39:00.000-05:002008-11-05T10:39:00.000-05:00Thanks, Kelley. I think we never know when some w...Thanks, Kelley. I think we never know when some word or action is going to last in some one else's mind.Peggy Paynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14504076672775821088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14310824.post-57394127826471048662008-11-04T21:35:00.000-05:002008-11-04T21:35:00.000-05:00The most poignant discussion I've ever had about r...The most poignant discussion I've ever had about race and racism was with you, Peggy, about a year ago. What you expressed then was very similar to your blog. It was very eye opening for me. I am grateful for it and I think of it quite often.Kelleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14186092614451356459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14310824.post-81052699679151357602008-10-29T18:26:00.000-04:002008-10-29T18:26:00.000-04:00Debbie, you are consistently so kind!And you remin...Debbie, you are consistently so kind!<BR/><BR/>And you remind me that more and more of the population didn't live through Jim Crow, doesn't remember it. I thought that this morning as I bought a Mickey D's tea from a young black woman who was so open-faced and friendly.Peggy Paynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14504076672775821088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14310824.post-52091148581366358662008-10-29T17:49:00.000-04:002008-10-29T17:49:00.000-04:00Having not grown up in the south, I can't really r...Having not grown up in the south, I can't really relate to what Kenju said about "having NO idea how black people felt about us-or how justified their feelings are." I grew up in the 60's and 70's in NY, and never knew a time when black women raised white women's families. We did have a black "maid", but one of the things that I remember most about her is my mother and her sitting at our Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05328458241519464529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14310824.post-22101296450190771882008-10-29T16:38:00.000-04:002008-10-29T16:38:00.000-04:00Thanks for these stories, Billie, Mamie, Kenju. I...Thanks for these stories, Billie, Mamie, Kenju. I love your church rebellion, Billie. I so wish I'd done something like that.<BR/><BR/>I have a comment from the woman I had the race conversation with on Sunday. Here's what she had to say:<BR/><BR/>"I too came home thinking about that conversation. I was so disappointed that the writer didn't take the time to really reflect on what the black Peggy Paynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14504076672775821088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14310824.post-16136613666957717282008-10-29T09:31:00.000-04:002008-10-29T09:31:00.000-04:00I, too, had a wonderful black woman who came to us...I, too, had a wonderful black woman who came to us when I was born and stayed until my youngest brother went to high school.<BR/><BR/>In the community, these black women were referred to as "maids" but what they did was basically mother us, clean house, cook, everything! while our own mothers worked. <BR/><BR/>My "Mae" had 6 children of her own, all older than me. We knew them, attended their billiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18187141867284800597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14310824.post-14725110885810480472008-10-29T08:19:00.000-04:002008-10-29T08:19:00.000-04:00One of my missed opportunities involves the woman ...One of my missed opportunities involves the woman who raised the five of us (my mother was a mental escape artist), Olivia Clark. Her husband worked for my father. I have often wished I could ask her about HER two daughters. Who took care of them while she was taking care of us?<BR/><BR/>I remember her first day at our house. She was eighteen and very, very beautiful. She had a great sense Mamiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04702758010419552137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14310824.post-60917061613794161272008-10-28T19:54:00.000-04:002008-10-28T19:54:00.000-04:00My mother grew up on a farm, and her parents had a...My mother grew up on a farm, and her parents had a black woman who took care of the children and cleaned the house and did some cooking. Claudia taught mom to dance and called her "my little white chap". When mom was grown, Claudia told her that when black women were treated poorly by their white families, they would spit in the food they cooked for them (and she claimed never to have done that kenjuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07342414519714356343noreply@blogger.com