While We Were Out Walking

Photograph of an oak tree next to a path crossing the top of a bright green green hill on a sunny day, with Oakland and the bay barely visible in the background.

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My friend and I were hiking, talking about life and taking pictures of wildflowers, when we saw a frayed rope dangling from a tree.

I smiled. She didn’t. 

I saw a swing. She saw a noose. 

I’m white. She’s Black. This is our America. Everyone should get to feel safe, but I understand why she doesn’t.

In 232 years, 108 of 115 Supreme Court justices have been white men. How did that lack of diversity impact their decisions? 

My friend’s mother never got to see a Black woman on the Supreme Court, but she will. It’s progress we both welcome.

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