Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I took my foster granddaughter to see "Hidden Figures" and she was interested and kept up with it pretty well.  She's 11 1/2 so she knows some of the history and there was enough human interest to carry her through the two hours.  I pointed out things and let her ask me questions.  As we ate lunch and told her I had lived in Virginia for the six years previous to the beginning of the film's time period and that my father was integrating plants in the south during this time.  Just as the movie "Loving" did, this one brings the south vividly to mind for me.  Everything was completely segregated when I was a kid living there, and as a young adult I had no interest in returning.  I was brought up to believe racism was morally wrong, and it tinted my view at the time I was a child and also going back, as I did recently.  I am every day learning the cost to me living in that environment, and appreciating my father's insistence we move back to California, where the colleges were better, as he said.  We were not southerners, and some of the charm was lost on us.  Yet I love some of the people there, and we mostly bridge the divide as long as we don't talk politics.  But it's there, now as it was way back when, and it hurts.