I liked listening to Junior. He had completed two years of college, and our principal, Mr.Hewitt, sometimes called him in to teach when one of the regular teachers was absent. Sometimes Junior talked about earning enough money to go back to college, but mostly he talked about the plight of the Negro. Junior was a lanky young man with a dark complexion like mine, and one day he had told our class that life was hard for Negroes, but harder for those his color.
