


| As a Black Child in Los Angeles, I Couldn’t Understand Why Jesus Had Blue Eyes |
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I must have been no older than 6. I was in church in my hometown, Los Angeles. Parishioners fanned themselves to stay cool in the packed, stuffy room. On one side of each fan was an illustration of an Ozzie and Harriet-like American family — father, mother, son, daughter. All were black, like the parishioners in the church.
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