I was sitting on a park bench on Main Street this afternoon.
I was taking advantage of the mild temperature (for November) while waiting for an appointment. A Black man, older than me, started to walk past. He was taking out his cell phone and was slowing down. He looked at me and said "Hello, Boss. How's it going?" I said it was 'going fine.' He put his phone to his ear and walked on.
I've never been called "Boss" by a Black man in my life. But I have to admit, this was the best time for it to happen. I'm sure that the sliver of God who looks down on me also smiles on Barack Obama.