I'm glad she came out to the press. Her story is very helpful to my research. I'm doing a civil rights project for my English9 class and I chose the 1963 Birmingham bombing. And since I've been researching this topic, it gave me alot of thoughts. At church on sunday, my priest was gone on family terms and we had a black priest from Africa. The Bishop was white. Watching them sit next to each other, I had alot of thoughts. Thinking how horrid it must have been to be seperated. Most of my friends now are black. I think its just sad to have to grow up in a racist family. My mother Grew up in those days but even than she had black friends. "Even though most people thought it was wrong, I still had more black friends than I did white." Quoted from my mother, Born April 29, 1953.I think its just sad to know that back than just 40 something years ago blacks and whites couldnt walk in the same door or share a restroom or got picked on when you have a mixed baby. Its wrong.