Angie Torain | June 23, 2020

It seems that every time I open Instagram, it’s there staring back at me. Maybe it’s the algorithm or maybe it’s my luck. But there it is, the words, plainly written on a graphic that always seems to call to me.

I am my ancestors’ wildest dream.

As we celebrate Juneteenth — the holiday that commemorates the emancipation of the last remaining enslaved African Americans in the Confederacy — these are the words that stay with me.

I am my ancestors’ wildest dream.

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