Pinkt vi Menschen: I’m coming late to the story of Bill O’Reilly, who was amazed at the civility in a Harlem restaurant: “I couldn’t get over the fact that there was no difference between Sylvia’s restaurant and any other restaurant in New York City. I mean, it was exactly the same, even though it’s run by blacks, primarily black patronship.”
Anyway, what it reminded me of was an often retold family story: my great-grandmother visited Coney Island and was surprised to see black families enjoying themselves at the beach. “Pinkt vi menschen”, she said – just like people.
But she was an uneducated immigrant from Ukraine, and this was circa 1930.
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