Typical Day in Alabama of 1965

Just because I'm black doesn't mean I am attributed to racism. But when I am standing on the lunch line, waiting for a free meal, I notice the whites shooting the death stare at me. Yes, that look will certainly kill me by humiliation, so I don't dare to look at them in the eye. I just look at the floor and wait for them to pass by me. This is just one of my typical days in Alabama of 1965.