… Memories of visiting mid 1970’s NYC from NJ…
We were in one of those tunnels, smelling the stink of the city. Was this the Lincoln, or the Holland? I could hear Suzanna calling the gas station owner a putz, again, over the cough of her little VW’s engine. I thought I’d seen a flash of blue light for a second, but then the engine stuttered. I hoped we wouldn’t break down. She’d said that he watered down his gas to make more money. How did they put water in the gasoline, anyway? Wasn’t it all closed up somewhere? I turned to Suzanna. She knew so many interesting things, and never told me to stop asking questions.
She wouldn’t look at me.
My stomach started to get upset, the way it did with other people, when they got mad. But I’d never seen Suzanna mad at me, even when I peaked in her room at the Wonder Woman poster she was saving for my seventh birthday.
Her voice was wrong, not hers. I tried to look over at her, but I couldn’t move. What did I do? It was like … Why were we pulling over?
Suzanna looked up at the rear view mirror, at something behind us. When she turned back, leaning to look me in the eyes, her face wore a mask of fright.
“Alright, that cop is going to think you’re my daughter.”
She looked at me in a weird way. Like I scared her, and went on,
“So he’s going to think that I’m dating a Black guy. So don’t go making any of your smart alec remarks.”
She turned back to her window, working the hand crank and pushing on it to finish rolling the window down. Just then, a big white man with a very pink face appeared in her window, looking over at me, then back at her.
It was that same look I’d seen every time a kid was about to beat me up.
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Shared histories are explored from a new perspective of cultural parallels and parallel institution-building which brought the two communities together culturally and historically.
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