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 NYMysteries  Dec. 26,  2020<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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George Lloyd Courtesy Ben Crum Law<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

 A tribute to George Lloyd.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI can\u2019t breathe.\u201d were the only words I heard George Lloyd say before he died, murdered by members of the Minneapolis police. On May 25, 2020, Mr. Lloyd brought home to me how difficult and dangerous it is to be black in  the USA. His suffering forced me to examine my own prejudice. A black family lives in my apartment building. The father always gets into the elevator first, smiling and wishing all a Good Morning. He shields his big black son from the white passengers\u2019 hostile, frightened expressions. Minute by minute, day by day Blacks have to watch their step wherever they are: in their own homes  (Breonna Taylor), driving a car, existing. \u201cBeing black in America should not be a death sentence,” Minneapolis Mayor Frey said. But it is. Thank you, George Lloyd, for waking me up.
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