I grew up in Buffalo, New York, and from the time I was just a little girl, my parents, without even knowing it, started training me to become an ally to people of color. I shall be forever grateful to them. My mother emphasized that all humans are created equal and that all, regardless of skin color, are children of God.

Actions Matter

My parents didn’t just use words, they showed me in practical ways. Their church neighbored the University of Buffalo, and many students came each Sunday. My mother was the official greeter of these students and she loved to invite a few students each week, especially minority students, for Sunday dinner at our house. So most Sundays I would get to listen to people of different races and I learned that there was not much difference and that all were lovable. There was not even one guest that I did not like. They were all very kind and grateful to be in a home and be served a home-cooked meal.