I have had pretty good life. I have had amazing experiences, met amazing people and traveled to amazing places and I am grateful. But there is one thing I keep coming back to and that is my history. And it is complicated.
My early ancestors were slaves and their lives matter in relation to the value they brought to their owners. They themselves were not allowed to be more than their masters allowed.
Without going on ad nausea about how my ancestors suffered I want to venerate their successes and discover who they were through the lens of the crafts I enjoy, dying yarn, crochet and knitting.
Where to begin? Who were they before they came here?