”“First of all folks, we have with us tonight, a Birthday-Girl - Please give her a big hand as she stands so we can sing Happy Birthday to her... ...��MARY SUE CARTER - Please stand and wave to all these friends of yours here tonight!”She really is a cute girl, who to me, looks too young to be here. She’s a little bit chubby, but I’m sure Sherry and Evelyn have plans to bring her onstage and do some body work on her, to smooth out the bumps and humps.We had just finished with Happy Birthday when. So that's the day I found out about her little white secret. About how my mother, a young beautiful black woman in college, fell to her knees for her arrogant white roommate. She sat me at the kitchen table and carefully explained to me life back when she was a student. Back when blacks were still considered second class citizens even after the civil rights era had passed. So she had grown up surrounded by whites who considered themselves 'better' than herself, and according to mom that kind of. I dunno what it was. It was in a box. Maybe a package was delivered to our house by mistake. So, I grumbled (cuz I'm a brat) and she wagged her finger at me. I ended up doing it, I just complained!So I went next door and rang the bell. It was hot, so I just had on a little tank top and some shorts. It was comfy, nothing fancy. No one answered the door, so I knocked. I guess they heard that because a woman answered the door. She said hello and asked me why I was there and what the box was. I. Some were in pretty bad shape. We left when you called.“Brian, Laura, why don’t you take this house. It’s big and central. I think your leadership has been recognized sufficiently to need it. Besides, there is room here for your three older children.”Tom and the girls were standing with us. Laura and I grinned. She said, “Well, ‘older children, ‘ will this house do for us?” All three brightened to realize that we planned to keep them with us. They looked at each other and then nodded at us.We.