(1970) Dee Brown
Sins of our fathers. It has been many moons since I felt so ashamed of the white blood in my veins. I will write more of this soon – now, my heart is too sad. Those that come here and have not read this book, do so if you would call yourself my friend.
Added to the stack of books on my desk…
ugh, this reminds me of Gourevitch’s book about Rwanda. takes the wind right out of my sails.