My Vacation was a Joy 4

Before we left Detroit, Michigan for our vacation, Dad talked to my four siblings and I about racism and segregation. He explained how they were very much alive from the 1890s through the 1960s. All we wanted was a safe and enjoyable ride to Mississippi. My brother Nolan was the oldest and understood what was being said that day, but he stayed quiet. When Dad stopped at a small ice-cream shop in the South to buy us a cone, we were excited. But we never got it. He changed his mind, saying we...