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AUSTIN – In May, during that blissful window as vaccination increases were making things seem almost normal, I visited my family in Connecticut. One afternoon we took a tour of places that marked the region’s participation in the slave trade, part of an educational project that focused on dispelling the popular myth that the northeast was populated only by morally superior, upright abolitionists. We all found it fascinating and important, but the tour leader kept coming up to me when he spoke. His eyes found mine when he talked about the role of the south. He looked strangely defensive when I asked a question. At one point my aunt buttoned me up to whisper, “I’m so sorry, I told him you were from Texas, but I didn’t say Austin.”
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