After meeting up with Miriam’s family
we got on the Metro. Sarah’s girls met us with umbrellas. Leroy and I had
packed our raincoats which we put on. The rain was a little more than I like,
but not too much that it was ok for a long block and a half.
The next day, Brian’s family came. All
of the cousins met them at the Metro stop with some umbrellas. It was not
raining much when they started, but changed dramatically as they got closer to
the house. Luckily it was not so far to scurry into the dry.
In the morning, before Brian’s family
came and Sarah’s family was at school or work, Leroy, Miriam’s family, and I went
to the African-American museum. It was quite good. We could have spent much
more time there if we had the stamina. As it was Nora found it sad, especially
the information about how the slaves were captured and brought to this country.
Our history certainly has some dark and terrible parts to it that were not
especially brought out in my history classes. I am not sure that it is all so
much better now. Turning a blind eye to injustice seems to be a skill we have
honed.
The top floors were more upbeat as
they concentrated on the contributions of African-Americans in recent years.
There were inventors, politicians, innovators, and many musicians. I was disappointed to find no reference to Iowa’s
tenor, Simon Estes among the Opera singers. Perhaps it is because he performed
in Europe as his dark skin was not accepted here. Most of the people they had
listed had been on the Met stage.
Paula
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