Dear Editor: It is 1947 and I am 5 years old, living with my family in Watonga. My dad was hauling milk for farmers to the cheese plant and had a wreck west of Watonga. The truck was destroyed, and Dad injured his back.
We then moved to a rented farm with no electricity three miles southwest of Eagle City. Our neighbors to the south were Roy and Mae Peppers, a Black couple. Our neighbors to the west were Steve and Vea Overton, also a Black couple.
I became very good friends with Steve, working for him on his farm. At one point he loaned me money when I was broke.
I shared many meals with Steve and sometimes his two nephews.
This was at a time in America when Blacks and Whites could not go to school together or eat in the same restaurant. I did not understand why, because we were all Americans.
My friendship with Steve taught me the color of a person’s skin does not define who or what they are. We define ourselves by our words or actions.
We have a consequential election for President of the United States coming in November.
Kamala Harris by her words and actions has been elected in California as District Attorney, Attorney General, U.S. Senator and now U.S. vice president.
Sandra and I never voted for Trump. His morals do not match ours. By his actions and statements, he is a convicted felon, liar and guilty of sexual abuse. Sandra and I will vote for Kamala Harris.
Richard Hightower Watonga