In light of the Rachel Dolezal NAACP controversy, I should admit that for the past several months, I successfully put on a front, hid behind a facade, and lived a flat out lie. Yes, it’s worked. But it’s eating me up inside.
I tried to fool my half-Samoan kids by wearing this hat I picked up in Providence a couple weeks ago.
Sorry kids. Sorry America.
I’m still just White Dad.
(Next week, I’ll need to do a confession about all the self-promoting I do in the footers of all of my Medium pieces.)