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Wendy Detweiler: An American story

My dad took me on an adventure to Santa Cruz when I was a little four-year-old towhead. We went fishing off a pier. It was so fun — just my Dad and me hanging out and fishing.

Eventually it was time to go home and I began to cry. My dad asked why. I told him that I did not catch a fish, so I had no fish to show mom. An African American man and his friend sitting next to us snuck a little fish onto my line. My dad smiled and thanked the man.

When I saw the fish, I was so happy I started to dance around like a little top. The man said I must like to dance and he took a harmonica out of his vest and his friend did, too. They played songs and I danced even more.



What a wonderful sunny day that was. I remember it today, some 50 years later. That’s America.

Wendy Detweiler




Grass Valley


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