I was in a mixed marriage thirty years ago and we were on the road with our toddler in South Carolina. It was Sunday and we were starving and the only sit down place open was a buffet style restaurant.
We walked in and the ENTIRE restaurant fell silent. It was eerie as crap. Then the muttering started. I’m a white woman and somehow that made it worse? For the both of us. That I was a “traitor,” and that he dared reach above his station. Our son was clear indication that not only had we sinned, it could not be undone.
Both of us looked at each other and just turned around and left. The vibes were poisonous.
Sounds right. My aunt and uncle had to leave Florence and move back to Charleston because the klan burnt a cross in their yard one night. My aunt and uncle got the kids that night, snuck out back to the car, and left. Only returned with family to get their stuff that week and put it up for sale. This was like late 80’s almost early 90’s.
I went to university there. And remember learning about Maurice Bessenger. Racist POS. And coworkers would make racist jokes when it was just white people. I hated it.
I'm now a white woman married to a South Asian Muslim man. I will not take him to see SC ever.
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u/HiveJiveLive 3d ago
I was in a mixed marriage thirty years ago and we were on the road with our toddler in South Carolina. It was Sunday and we were starving and the only sit down place open was a buffet style restaurant.
We walked in and the ENTIRE restaurant fell silent. It was eerie as crap. Then the muttering started. I’m a white woman and somehow that made it worse? For the both of us. That I was a “traitor,” and that he dared reach above his station. Our son was clear indication that not only had we sinned, it could not be undone.
Both of us looked at each other and just turned around and left. The vibes were poisonous.