fountain

Carpe Diem #1170 

fountain


Growing up in the southern USA in the 1940's and 1950's water fountains were marked  . . .

whites only 
colorless liquid
segregated

©  petra domina


Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI



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  1. UnknownMarch 9, 2017 at 9:06 PM

    Amazing Janice..

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    1. JaniceMarch 10, 2017 at 12:20 PM

      Just what I lived. I could never figure out which one the Hispanics were to use. It worried me as a child.

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  2. Yamini MacLeanMarch 10, 2017 at 5:07 AM

    Hari OM
    Hits as it ought to... great work. Sadly, the signs may be absent, but the attitudes are often still found...YAM xx

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    1. JaniceMarch 10, 2017 at 12:22 PM

      And it is worse these days. Hate crimes are on the rise. janice xx

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  3. Adas AlcoveMarch 10, 2017 at 6:48 AM

    Poignantly expressed!

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  4. kaykualaMarch 10, 2017 at 8:08 AM

    Serious contention before. Now it all seems they are treating it like a joke!

    Hank

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  5. Pat RMarch 10, 2017 at 2:24 PM

    A wart that still lives just below the surface. A good write Janice.

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    1. JaniceMarch 10, 2017 at 2:39 PM

      There are those that were never on board with the changes.

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  6. Pat RMarch 10, 2017 at 2:24 PM

    A wart that still lives just below the surface. A good write Janice.

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  7. ChèvrefeuilleMarch 14, 2017 at 11:06 PM

    Excellent haiku

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