About ten years ago, I was heading out to California to visit my daughter and her family.
And I mentioned to two church friends this, and, jokingly, added, "Maybe I'll dye my hair blue while I'm out there."
Sudden silence.
And the one sister, looking at me extremely seriously, "But Hope, as Mormon women, we don't dye our hair!"
I could simply not take my hair off of her hair.
Streaked, blonde, coiffed .... DYED.
Last night I ended up waiting at church until quite late for a group of young women to make it back to the chapel.
And a group of us parents were chatting about various random subjects; family, visitors, jobs.
But two of the gentlemen began exchanging 'war stories' about law enforcement situations.
And since my husband began his military career as an MP, I was listening.
And heard the following exchange:
"This black guy was like crazy on drugs, it took six men to hold him down, he was fighting so hard!"
"Oh, then they should have gotten the dogs out; we used to use German Shepherds as police dogs, and you know how they go straight for them."
"Yeah, you're right, they're especially scared of dogs for just that reason!"
(and yes, the emphasis was in their speech)
(and yes, these two dudes are white)
It made me very, very sad.
