Connie Schultz

Independent Journalist


Opinion Articles & Editorials Written By Connie Schultz

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12/23/14Coming to Terms With My Father's Racismtheatlantic.com
My earliest memories of my father’s racism are rooted in the family dinners of my childhood. Dad sat to my left, always. My mother sat across from me, with my little brother seated to her right. My two younger sisters sat at opposite ends. In the 1960s, our table was metal, and small. There was no escaping whatever was on our father’s mind. I cannot quote verbatim his tirades, and I am grateful for that small mercy, but I remember his tone with a bone-deep weariness. Raised voice, fist on the table. He was angry with...