{"id":2924,"date":"2015-06-20T13:31:23","date_gmt":"2015-06-20T17:31:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/timandrewsblog-asicentral.com\/timblog\/?p=2924"},"modified":"2015-06-26T14:22:29","modified_gmt":"2015-06-26T18:22:29","slug":"love-thy-neighbor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/timandrewsblog-asicentral.com\/timblog\/2015\/06\/20\/love-thy-neighbor\/","title":{"rendered":"Love Thy Neighbor"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>One of my earliest memories is from a shopping trip to a G.C. Murphy store in downtown Columbus, Indiana. This dime store, as discount stores were called then, had bikes and fun toys, but the most exciting part was the wooden\u00a0escalator, which went up from the basement level (You walked down the adjacent stairs).<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"right\" src=\"http:\/\/timandrewsblog-asicentral.com\/timblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/images\/timmom.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"230\" height=\"171\" \/><\/p>\n<p>One day, as I held my mother\u2019s hand and stepped onto the clanging escalator to ride up, I heard another mother explain to her crying son that, no, they couldn\u2019t ride the escalator, because it was for whites only.<\/p>\n<p>When we arrived at the top, we waited for the mother and son to climb the stairs. Mom released my hand and told me not to move. She picked up the little boy, walked him down the stairs, turned and walked onto the escalator, carrying him. He was thrilled. His mother cried.<\/p>\n<p>I was totally confused, but asked mom about it later. She quoted scripture: \u201cThou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.\u201d Here we are, probably 48 years after that escalator ride, and we still don\u2019t seem to have learned that simple lesson. May God forgive us but teach us. Time is short.<\/p>\n<p>When mom was in her early 80s, I asked about a lot of things. One was her view on race. I had never seen her treat anyone differently on any basis, including the color of their skin. She told me her mother was her role model.<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"right\" src=\"http:\/\/timandrewsblog-asicentral.com\/timblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/images\/timgrandma.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"192\" height=\"165\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Grandma and grandpa were sharecroppers, living in a farmhouse with their 12 children and managing a farm for another family. The farm hands were white and black. One day, in the late 1920s, my very young mom was helping serve food to workers sitting on picnic tables in the front yard. One of the white farm hands told grandma that he didn\u2019t want to eat next to non-whites (he used a different word).<\/p>\n<p>Grandma, my mom told me, had a quick reply: \u201cGreat. He doesn\u2019t want to eat next to you, either. But he won\u2019t have to, because you\u2019re getting off this property and heading down the road!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Mom never saw him again, and those tables were always integrated, with no questions asked, from that moment forward.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>One of my earliest memories is from a shopping trip to a G.C. Murphy store in downtown Columbus, Indiana. This dime store, as discount stores were called then, had bikes and fun toys, but the most exciting part was the wooden\u00a0escalator, which went up from the basement level (You walked down the adjacent stairs). 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