The other week, the one resthome resident who's a retired school nurse mentioned working in a (poor) (black) neighborhood in the city.
She said you saw a lot of (smart) (young) (black) boys who were so open and so bright, and then around the age of 9 or so they would just shut down and you could see the light go out of their eyes.
She said that they realized that they didn't have a chance, and that's when they would start acting up and getting into trouble.
That experience taught her that you can never really compare (blacks) and (Jews), she said, since you can always straighten a nose or change a name, but you can't change your skin color.
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