Hi friends: I’m coming down the home stretch and still meeting lots of fine people. For example, today I met a retired reference librarian who served a long time with our Attleboro library. She gave her adult career to helping Attleboro’s library patrons and is glad for it. I could tell she was a really good librarian and a truly nice lady. Attleboro is a better place because of her.
I also met an 89 year old woman in South Attleboro who loves her cat. She has a big rock that is painted exactly like a cat, guarding her front porch. Funny and quirky, she pretended to shoot us with a shotgun and we laughed together. She made me chuckle often. She said she’ll vote for me simply because I listened to her. Then she grew serious. She was shocked and appalled when she lived in the south as a young woman and saw blatant racism. She was speaking to a Black man on a sidewalk and was lectured by someone, “We don’t do that sort of thing here. You don’t chat with Black men.” I’m not sure why she told me about that racist moment. Perhaps she’s glad to be living up here in Attleboro. I was honored that she shared a powerful moment in her life. A moment that taught her to respect people, no matter their skin color or their ethnicity. She opened up and let me see inside her soul during the few minutes we spoke together.
A powerful visit.