I rebel at the notion that I can't be part of other groups, that I can't construct identities through elective affinity, that race must be the most important thing about me. Is that what I want on my gravestone: Here lies an African American?
“Boss, life is trouble. Only death is not. To be alive is to undo your belt and look for trouble.”
“Baseball is a rookie, his experience no bigger than the lump in his throat as he begins fulfillment of his dream.”