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My Trip to the African American Museum

My grandmother was a great storyteller when I was a child. I remember vividly the colorful stories she would tell me about the past. The hairstyles, the clothes, the drama. I remember her story about a Native American relative who would sit indian-style on the porch. I remember the stories of how my grandfather was a big jokester when he was in high school and how he used to play on a baseball team. I can clearly see my grandmother’s high...