At least one of Wambui Bahati's husbands was a white man. In sharing her personal history, she shares this story of when she took her white boyfriend to her home in Greensboro North Carolina to meet her mother. It was the very early 1980s, however, both Wambui and her mother had lived through Jim Crow laws. Was her mother ready for interracial dating? And what about the idea of her daughter being in an interracial marriage?

"At least one of my husbands was a white man. And I remember when I wanted him to meet my mother and for my mother to meet him. OK, we're talking about the early, very early 80s. We were making a move from New Jersey to California.

And so we made a special trip before going to California, made a trip down from New Jersey to North Carolina to see my mother. Now, before we'd gotten there, I had arranged that we were probably going to visit her around noon.

I didn't want to go at night because I figured, well, I didn't want to keep her up. And I knew that my mother went to sleep early. My mother is a very social person in her own way. She's not a partier or a drinker or a clubber. She's never been one of those people that just

, you know, lived like that. Most of our social activities were centered around her church or around people who went to her church. So I thought noon would be a good time. It was a weekday. And when we got into the city, I called and I said, so we're going to come by at around noon.

Right. And she said, noon. Oh, she said, Oh, honey, I don't think that's a good time. She said, I think, hmm. She said, I have a meeting at the church at noon. So can you make it a little later?

And so I said, sure. Well, how about two? And my mother said, well, you know, I don't know if the meeting will be over. But even if it is, you know, a lot of times I give people rides home after the meeting.

And I said, OK, well, we're talking three or four. And she said, three or four. I said, OK, what about by what, about five o'clock? She said, what day is it? I told her. She said, Oh baby. Mm hmm.

How did I forget that? I have a hair appointment today. I got to go to the beauty shop at five o'clock. I said, OK, well then seven. She said. Seven. OK. OK. I just don't want you to come here and I may not be here, because when I go to the meeting at noon today . . ."

My family and I, in the 1950s and 1960s, in Greensboro, North Carolina didn't travel a lot. When we did travel, it was usually within the state of North Carolina. Occasionally we would take the train to the state of South Carolina because that is where my father was born and we still had relatives there.  By the time I was in Junior High School, I already knew I wanted to be an Actress. I had also learned that it wasn't wise to tell anybody that I knew in Greensboro that I wanted to be an actress. In high school, I read about a new school in New York City where I could study acting and theater all day. I applied. I was accepted. We couldn't afford it. And, then - out of the blue - a bitter-sweet miracle happened. I found myself saying, "Ma, I'm going to New York City!   

Wambui talks about her hair - from the straitening or straighten hot comb to afro and many things in between. She shares the story of when two students showed up at her high school one day in the late 60's with un-straitened or natural hair and what the reaction was. 

"Every now and then I got an ear, burnt - nothing too badly, though, but I did get a burns on my ear sometimes and sometimes a little burn on my neck. But that was that was a big deal when I think about the fact that somebody had this thing in their hand.

You don't know how hot it is. And they're saying, come here, let me straighten your hair. I know when I was little, we always wanted to have straight hair. We want it straight here. And I guess that was because we were seeing images on the TV.

Those of us that had a TV could see images of the TV and in movies and magazines of women with the straight hair. The Caucasian women had straight hair. And so we want it straight hair, too. We wanted to be able to make those ponytails and make curls and just have be able to flip it like that.

Chemical straightening was not really part of I didn't know anybody who got it wasn't a thing back in the fifties and sixties. Not in my community. Chemical straightening, but we use royal crown of jelly. It was a there was a a grease, I guess you would call it grease, but your hair called Royal Crown.

That's what we used. It was it came in a red jar, had a red label that looked pretty like it was royal, had a crown on it, had a silver top. It's called Royal Crown. And so we will put that on our hair.

And then my mother would straighten our hair. And so these two girls showed up at my school and they had Afros. Now, I didn't see them to this day. I wish I had seen them, but I was hearing about it.

I mean, it went. It just spread all over the school. Oh, my God. And they would call their name. Oh, my God. They came to school with Afros. They didn't straighten their hair. And this was in sixty five or sixty six.

I graduated in sixty eight. So I'm thinking it's somewhere around sixty six, maybe sixty seven. And the news just spread like wildfire. Oh, my God. They showed up at school and they did not have their hair straightened. That was a big deal because we didn't know what where that went, where that fit in any place.

And so I don't think they were not suspended, to my knowledge. But they were sent home and told they couldn't come back until they straighten their hair. And and we're talking about a black school. But it was in the 60s and nobody knew how that fit in to where that was supposed to go.

So nobody was sure what to do with that. My sister, who was at Howard University, came home for Christmas break and she had an afro. And I just was like, she was my hero. I was so impressed. Oh, my God, how brave you are not to straighten your hair.

And I just I just thought it was pretty amazing. I didn't know if I was brave enough to do that, but I just thought, wow, my sister's got guts. And and she had an afro. And I remember my mother saying to her, you know, you can't go to church unless you straighten your hair .  . ."

I'm not feeling the racial tension in our society that I keep hearing about today in the  news and social media. I grew up in North Carolina with Jim Crow Laws. However, I never felt anyone or any race was superior to me and my race. There are some white people I like and some that I don't like. There are some black people that I like and some that I don't like. I can't think of anything a white woman can do that I can not do. Economically I may be a little challenge. However, I feel that there were times when I could have made better financial choices. Today, I am good. And, I feel good.

My mother's mother, Beady Davis Howell, was the granddaughter of slaves and the daughter of sharecroppers. They lived in the area that is now known as Goldsboro, North Carolina. My grandmother, a beautiful woman, who had she been born a few decades later would have been sought after by the fashion magazines and the top model agencies.

She was slim, tall, had high cheek bones and was a very fashionable woman. My grandmother made a living from picking cotton and tobacco when she was younger. And then, during the  time I knew her, she made a living by taking in washing and cleaning other people's homes. I don't remember having long conversations with my grandmother . . .

My grandmother's funeral would have been normal if the woman driving the car we were in had not burped.

I'm going to start with a story that starts at 1976. I'm 26 years old living in New York city. I'm an actress, of course, as an actress, you're always looking for your next job. So I get a call that they're looking for a Prissy for a musical version of Gone With the Wind.

Now I had heard about a musical version of Gone With the Wind a few years prior. I think it started on the West coast and then it ended up in London. I don't know what happened to it after that. So this was a call -they were trying to cast a Prissy for a Dallas Summer Musicals, a production that would go to a few other cities.

And if everything went well, it would come back to Broadway in the fall. So I wanted to audition. Plus I, I loved watching, Butterfly McQueen in that movie. And so I thought, well, yeah, I'd like to be Prissy and a musical version of Gone With the Wind. 

Church was very important in our lives. It was the place where we would go to meet new people, be with our friends outside of school, and socialize. Because of Jim Crow laws, there weren't a lot of places where we could go to do these things. So church became that place. Our Lives revolved around three different places. They were school, church and work, if you were an adult. 

I loved church. One of the things I loved best about church was that we got to dress up. It was the one place I could go and wear really special, pretty dresses and wear all those crinolines that made my poofy dress stand out, far far from my body. My mother dressed us well, not just for church.

My mother believed in dressing, but then, the whole community seemed to be about being dressed and taking pride in how we looked. It's not that we had a lot of money. We didn't. My mother was a domestic. She made 25 cents an hour. My father worked for the United States post office as a mail handler. My father was an alcoholic. So a lot of times we didn't see a lot of that money. So it wasn't about the money. It was about pride. It was about feeling good.