Back in the late 1980s I worked with a fine young man named Jesse Raben at a local law firm. This is his story:
Twenty years later, I still remember one incident vividly. I was in 8th grade at Aycock Junior High School. A boy named Darryl Massey had been bothering me everyday in class, calling me names, sometimes making reference to the fact that I was Jewish. I asked him to stop, but he continued.
I didn’t know what to do about it. I brought the issue up around the dinner…
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