What a black president means to me
Carolyn McKinstry was on her way through the church to its office when she saw the four girls through the open door to the washroom.
"Good morning," she said, and went upstairs.
When she reached the top, the phone rang. Normally there would be an adult at the church and she would not have answered it.
That day, though, she picked up the receiver....
Today, sitting in that same church, Carolyn McKinstry, speaks with the strength of someone who has faced down injustice, and survived with her dignity intact.
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