One reason to be thankful to live now

I kept thinking about my grandson, at the end of this movie. My son is half black, half white. His kids' mother is white, too. The oldest child has fairly dark skin and dark brown eyes. Her straight, light brown hair makes people assume she's just white, at first, but if they are around her for long, they realize that she has mixed heritage. Her brother, however, is real white, with blond hair and hazel eyes. Back 50+ years ago, he could have been one of those people who would relocate to an area where no one knew them and "pass" as white. I guess it could still happen that he could meet a girl who would dump him when she met his dad, but it's far less likely to happen, now.

The film is very sad, to me, that someone would have felt he had to choose between having equal rights to white Americans and his family, but I know it happened. Sometimes, the family members who had more black features even encouraged them to go off and pass as white. A very sad state of affairs.