There but for the grace of God ....
My son Cary talked and talked of his good friend at school. Months passed, and he finally brought this friend home. Cary had told me so much about him so many times, so I smiled when I finally met this handsome black child. My son had not even thought of mentioning that aspect.
When I first saw Trayvon Martin's open, kind face it reminded me of the face of my son's friend, so long ago.
May this tragedy change the world.