Oct 25, 2021
7 min read
Outside, looking in: My chance encounter with Colin Powell
As a kid, I always felt like an outsider looking inside a world that wasn’t my own. My friends’ families ate grilled cheese sandwiches and meatloaf. My family, well, we ate strange dishes like curry goat, ackee and saltfish, and oxtail with rice and peas. My neighbors took vacations to Hilton Head, South Carolina, and, for us, we visited an overly-loved and worn multi-family duplex in the…
