#RobertEmmetMusings 2019 My thoughts on race. A true story. That changed the way I “see” the world. I was reminded today, of a piece of wisdom imparted to me, long ago. It was a rooftop in the projects where an old man watched over his pigeons. I was 11, he was...Old. It was our first meeting. When I looked at his face, I felt uneasy, not by the pigment of his skin but rather by the nature of his scars. He was blinded in WWII, and spent most of his time on the rooftop, tending to his flock and sharing his wisdom with all who’d listen. I asked him, “How can you take care of these birds that you cannot see?” He paused, then asked, “Where are you from my son?” I was taken back in thought for a moment...How did he know I was “white,” when he couldn’t even see? I exclaimed, “How did you know I was white?” He started to laugh, I later learned this was not common for this stoic, kind, thoughtful man. He couldn’t stop, and went on for what seemed like, a few minutes. I didn’t know what to think as he laughed...So, asked, “Are you mocking me, too, because of the color of my skin?” You see, I was the rarest of minority in the projects… His laughter soon subsided and turned to a reflective stare into nowhere and the words I’ll never forget. He said, “You see my son, we are all from different families, tribes and cultures, it’s in your language and diction. I was blessed to lose my sight in the war, and am no longer burdened by my eyes. Your eyes invite pre-judgement...Without them, there is only peace.” He was a wise old man, and gently showed me that color was in my eyes, not his. He always said, “Take every man as he is, treat every woman like a Goddess. Know the language of prejudgement as it comes nicely packaged in groups...and labels.” He died of cancer that year along with Martin and Bobby. I was blessed to visit with him on a few more occasions, by then he knew me as that German speaking boy and shared his love for his German Fraulein, who was lost with his eyes in the war. It brings tears to my eyes today. RIP The lessons of the absurdity of race, remain with me today. He always told me, “If you want to understand what the purity of man should be, observe a child in discovery unencumbered by societal rules always applied by the worst of dictators...Parents.” He was true light. You see he knew, those with eyes, were the ones “taught,” to live in darkness. Hope it touched your soul and opened your mind.
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