|ryan_e_f (ryan_e_f) wrote,|
@ 2015-01-02 14:37:00
|Current location:||UDM Library, McNichols Campus|
White in the 48221
I had to drop off a check at the bursar today for tuition and return some books to the library, so I bundled myself up and began the few block hike to campus, when a (Black) man, maybe a few years older than me, stopped me.
He was walking along the sidewalk, away from Livernois (on the portion that was passable -- many urban sidewalks here are not, with the concrete either broken to the point of being deadly or littered with so much [un]identifiable garbage that a person, viscerally, senses that staying away would be best), while I was walking along the side of the street toward Livernois (campus).
"What you doin' here, boy?"
"Excuse me?" [taking my my glove, so I could pull an ear bud out so I could hear him better]
"I said, what you doing here? You White, man. You on the wrong side of Puritan." [glaring, chest pumped out]
"I live here."
"You live here? Where you live?"
"Over there [gesturing toward Santa Rosa Dr]. I study at University of Detroit Mercy. [gesturing toward campus, two blocks away] I'm learning how to be a therapist."
"You at University Detroit? [demeanor changing]"
"All right, all right [smiling, extending hand] You get an education!" [I take his hand; shake hands]
"OK. ...I will."
And then we each continued on our separate ways.