At a party last night, a woman asked where I am from. I told her my hometown. She said, “No, no, no, where are your parents from.” I thought, “Oh, boy, I know where this is going.” So I told her my father is black and my mother white. She wanted to know what part…
Was invited to dinner at Nasrin’s last night. Some others from the neighborhood were invited as well. I got to tell the story I formerly blogged about in the Melungeon post: Laurie: Ezra, where are you from? Ezra: Right here, born and raised. Laurie: Oh… Where are your parents from? Ezra: Dad is from here.…