As a mixed-raced family in a white space, the reality is that anytime we leave our house as a family, we risk incurring the wrath of the ignorant. To partake in the joys of the first treats of spring can turn ugly without notice and, sadly, a visit to Maine's most populous city yesterday was the day when the ugly became personal.
Although the prospects of our son contracting Ebola are remote, his mother and I still worry about his health and safety. Yet we respect his desire to make the world a better place even if it means putting himself in harm's way. As a parent and lifelong educator, I must admit it gives me a sense of pride.