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My parents were friends with Mr. Belafonte. I was too young to know or care, but he was a guest at our house several times. My dad was partner in some development in Ocho Rios, Jamaica. I'm assuming Harry was, too. The only thing I remember is that it was very unusual to have black people as guests in the early sixties. We were actually told not to talk about it too much when we went to school.
That's the "Make America Great Again" to which the Trumpsters want to return.
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LiberalArkie
(15,727 posts)around racism as a kid. I was called the "Nig%^ lover" so many times, but I did not have a problem with being called that except that they were just friends. Being 68 now, I still can't wrap my head around the concept of racism and sexism. I am just weird I guess.
Atman
(31,464 posts)I still have the football he gave us.
My dad a had sticker on his car, a black hand and a white hand intertwined over an American flag. This was 1966. More than once we got accosted by people who screamed "nigger lover" at my dad. Weird. America seems to be going backward. Make America Great Again. Racist dog whistle.
DetlefK
(16,423 posts)Atman
(31,464 posts)flor-de-jasmim
(2,125 posts)Atman
(31,464 posts)What was the one that took place in Jamaica? Keith Foote. He did a couple of other low-rent movies. He was married to a beautiful white woman, which was even more shocking in the early sixties.
My wife and I traveled to Jamaica several years ago, and we asked about him. It was very weird...everyone knew where he was. Even the concierge at our hotel..."Oh, Mistah Foote, he be in Kingston today!" Even our bus driver knew where he was. I suddenly realized maybe I don't want to know where be Mistah Foote. Dad is dead, so many questions left unanswered.