I spoke with a friend and learned aspects of living in Hopkinton I have not encountered. For 32 years I have not been aware of encountering Hopkintonians who, living into their fallacy of ‘other’, silently turn heads away when greeted by some; of country clubs and potential landlords not returning phone calls due to foreign sounding accents; of more moneyed individuals cringing while entering more modest dwellings. More distressingly, I learned that some who receive such treatment move out, or give serious thought to moving out, of Hopkinton.

This friend staunchly counsels them, ‘No’ – that if they do move out to live in neighborhoods with people who look like them, they take away the chance for others to learn. We need to keep progressing so those of us still suffering from archaic fears can overcome them. 

I confess to my own archaic stereotyping, prejudicial, discriminatory thoughts. I am humbled, frustrated and embarrassed when they come to mind. I know they are untrue. I practice immediate horizontalization – I look through my mist of lies to the truth of our sameness. It works.

And I feel deeply grateful to this friend who is willing to stay and tolerate others’ unevolved behaviors to help us learn we are safe living well and beside one another.