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Originally Posted by Don Ferguson
Somebody finally pushed my buttons!
I'm white, but grew up in a black neighborhood. That was because I was just like them. I lived in abject poverty and was raised by a grandmother on welfare. I started working when I was 10 years old, to eat! There was NOTHING available to me that was not available to all my black friends and neighbors. I was drafted into the Army, went to OCS, earned a bachelors and two masters degrees, etc. I've had a good life. But, it was a result of more work than I ever thought possible. in my moccasins white privilege only meant working harder than the black AND white man next to me!
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You’re obviously lying because this was practically my life. You read my mind and changed a couple of things to make it look like you own. Me: born in the south Bronx. Lived on welfare in a housing project. Best friend was black. Didn’t know there was a difference till years later. Dropped out of HS. Used my brothers ID to get a job. Got a GED and went into the Navy. Came out used GI bill got undergrad from Fordham U and later MBA from Mercer U. Moral - hard work and perseverance equals success most of the time.