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Guide
1 Cover
3 Title
5 Contents
6 Introduction: Welcome 2 the Dawn
Introduction Welcome 2 the Dawn
Yeah, I’m a white guy.
I grew up in Manchester, New Hampshire, in the 1970s. As I remember it, there were no black people in Manchester in the 1970s. I saw black faces on trips to Boston, including visits to the still racially suspect Fenway Park. And my favorite baseball player was Red Sox left fielder Jim Rice. But these periodic sojourns and watching Rice on TV didn’t instill a deep knowledge of African American culture.
I was into rock and punk when first acquainted with Prince in high school. I was