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one time bub and i went on a weekend sailing trip with some friends from my work. they had a 4 year old named Dale who is chatty. one night at dinner Dale turned to me and said my name. Yes? i said? He called to me again. What is it? i said again.
“You,” he continued, “are the first person…i have ever known… who has… married… someone black!”
with that bub and I busted out laughing boisterously. while the parents turned sheepish and beat red. oh boy were they embarrassed! i said to Dale, “you’re funny, but he is asian, not black”. i mean he’s tan, but he’s definitely slanty eyed. you have to love the honesty of children.