I'm thrilled to be a member of the council. Although white, my experiences growing up in south Florida in the 1930s were different than those of many of my friends. What few black friends we had were always welcome in our home - and through the front door. One of my earliest memories as a child was seeing a black man who had just been lynched hanging from a large mango tree in Goulds as we turned off U.S. 1 returning home from Miami. On another occasion the Klan burned a cross in front of a neighbor's house, our neighbor being an old veteran of the Spanish-American War and perhaps eccentric but not mean or in anyway active that we knew.
Hate takes many forms.
Yes, we have come a long way, and our children need to learn more about that period. Congratulations on a fine publication. We'll look forward to future issues.