May 6, 2020 . . .

We were supposed to hear the Windsor Symphony Quartet play for us yesterday. I’ve heard them play two or three times before, and they’re really good! Oh well, chalk it up to Covid-19 and the restrictions.
By the way, the images showing so many protesters, marching without social or any other kind of distancing, in Amherstburg, were really frightening, even though I support the cause they’re marching for. All I could think of was, they could be all catching the virus, infecting other people, going home where older people live, or at the very least, overwhelming our health care system. I know that their cause is important, but these are anything but normal times.
I think that over the years we have become more tolerant. At the end of the Great Depression and the beginning of the Second World War, racial prejudice was a lot worse – even churches were segregated. Anti-Semitism was present in too many lives and we all were taught to hate – hate the enemy – hate the Germans, hate the Japs, and maybe even the Italians – Wow! Is it any wonder then, that some hate managed to live on in some individuals?
The important thing is that things, believe it or not, over the span of over 80 years, things got a little bit better – just a bit. Churches, for the most part, have de-segregated. (I had planned to list many advantages, but, frankly, I had a hard time to think of any others.) I don’t think that I can walk into a church ever again (even if I could) and not wonder who the next person whom the police, or somebody else in authority, will beat on or kill.
To echo the Windsor Star, I was probably born on third base, but I don’t think I hit a triple – I’d be lucky if I hit a base hit!
I can honestly say that the colour or nature of one’s skin never mattered to me. I always thought that it mattered a whole lot more what you said or did than what you looked like. But, I realize that what I think, or what I want, can’t change very much.
For what it’s worth, let the change for the better start with me . . .
Stay safe, stay well, get some fresh air if you can, and keep smiling . . .
‘til we meet again . . .