Diversity.

A couple of weeks ago, a Facebook connection made a comment about how she didn't feel very kindly towards homeschooling, linking to an article from FoxNews about how the face of homeschooling is changing.

I didn't comment on her innocent post, because it really wasn't necessary.  BUT, I was nosy enough to see what others were saying.  Most of the comments came from homeschooling friends of hers and they were, naturally, supporting their position and educational choices.  But one person, who I know to be a teacher, left a comment to the effect of "how are homeschooled kids supposed to learn about diversity?"

This particular question comes from the same place as does "how are homeschooled kids going to get socialized or how are they supposed to learn social skills?"  And, in all fairness, I was asking the very same questions about 4 years ago.  You know, back in the days of my life where there was NO WAY I was going to homeschool, and I really wish people would get off my back about it, thankyouverymuch.

I'll leave the "socialized" question alone for now, but I'd love to speak about how my children experienced True, Beautiful Diversity this week.  And, at the same time, I hope to memorialize a special man who was a friend to my family and to so very many others.

Terry Wray, Sr was so many things to our community.  He was first a Christian and a Catholic and a husband and a father.  But he was also a community leader.  A political motivator.  An encourager.  A friend.
He was a Republican and a conservative, married to an incredible woman with whom he helped to create a true family Enterprise that has fingers in all sorts of things, both civic and political.  He was the county's president of the Rotary Club.

Can you picture him?  If I hadn't begun my post with the title "Diversity", 10 bucks says that you would be picturing a white guy, right?  That's okay, I'll admit that I probably would have too, unfortunately.

Mr. Wray was also a member of 100 Black Men, a successful mentoring program.  He was a truly active member of Alpha Phi Alpha Fraternity, and involved in the local leadership.  .....  I'm about to start quoting his obituary, and I need to quit.  He was a role model for so many, there is no doubt.

My point is that he was a PERSON.  And SUCH a person he was.  (To borrow from Mrs. Katz and Tush).  His political beliefs, civic beliefs, personal beliefs, religious beliefs, family beliefs - none of them was defined by his skin color.  All of them were defined by his clearly stated visions of right and wrong and the future.  They were defined by his experiences and his expectations.  He did not require others to agree with him in order to simply fellowship with them.  And, as my children and I sat through his beautiful Homegoing Celebration on Tuesday, they were able to see a church house full of Diversity.  Equal numbers of black, white, young, old.  Grown men in their group's regalia.  Priests and nuns.  Political leaders of our county and state.  Friends galore.  So Many Friends.  And his family?  Oh, there were tears.  There was heartbreak.  He was so young and died so unexpectedly.  But, the life he lived was one of Christian charity and of joy.  He was never stingy with a smile.  He was honored by his family.  He was loved and appreciated.  And as the church ushers were trying to find places for people to sit because the church was so full for the funeral mass, it had to have been so obvious to everyone - This man lived his life defined not by his skin color.  But By His Character.  And you could almost feel those aspects of his life giving his family strength, though they cried, in this most difficult time.

What a beautiful life.  And I'm so very humbled that my children got to see what people are capable of being, if only they choose to be so.  This is Diversity, as experienced by 3 little homeschooled children.