Do Not Let the Race-Baiters Blind You to American Unity

My wife and i were at Home Depot yesterday. While off looking for something, my wife struck up a conversation with a black woman who works there. (My wife can strike up a conversation with a telephone pole.) Being of a similar age, they were exchanging warm memories of the Bicentennial, which for me involved firing beer cans out to sea from a friend's homemade mortar. (Still rising when lost to sight.) This led to a sentimental discussion of D-Day and the sacrifices of those who served on Omaha Beach.

We have more in common than not.  Ignore race-baiters like Ibrahim Kendi.