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MEETING A DESCENDANT OF MY ANCESTOR'S ENSLAVED PEOPLE
I was traveling home from Houston after a day of meetings, and I was scheduled on one of the last Southwest flights out of Houston’s Hobby Airport that night. The terminal was mostly empty, and there was no line queued up for security. With time to spare I was in no hurry as I handed the TSA agent my boarding pass and driver’s license. After glancing at my license she looked up at me, and with a slight smile told me that her grandmother’s name was also Noble. With the rote s

Tom Noble
Nov 29, 20254 min read
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