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...was when, as a young teen in the mid-1970s, I watched the movie musical Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (1968). I was already a daydreamer, a romantic, and a fantasy-lover with an imagination that stretched from here to the Horsehead Nebula, so the movie made me laugh and I enjoyed it ridiculously. But hovering in the back… Continue reading The first time I realized “Jemima” was more than a derogatory black name… →