Years ago an acquaintance of mine in Minneapolis, where I lived for 16 years, told me she feared for her teenage son every day. A young black man, she said, had to watch every step he took.
I am a mother whose son turned 28 last week. He never has to worry about taking a walk or driving his car.
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