A photograph of a black man holding a white baby has gone viral on social media. As viewers began to realize what was really happening in the snapshot, they couldn’t believe their eyes.
“So a lot of people like this picture. So I wanted to take a minute to tell the story,” Facebook user Cody Shugart captioned a snapshot of his son sitting in the lap of a black man. Shugart went on to identify the black man as Milton West, who was his childhood next door neighbor. Shugart had many a good memory with Milton West at the center.
Milton West was my childhood next door neighbor,” wrote Shugart. “I knew him as Mr. Chip. He retired from DOW chemical as an operator. He has always been there for me since I was two years old. Growing up without a father was always difficult for me. But the good lord surrounded me with great men, Mr.Chip was one of them.”
“He constantly preached the value of an education, taught me how to take care of a yard, he taught me to see people for who they are not what they look like, he taught me how to treat my mother like a saint and many other life lessons,” added Shugart. “His contributions to me becoming a good son, man, and father were huge. I am forever grateful for God putting him in my life.”
“Everyday, I read something negative and how race relations are worse than ever. I disagree, and I hope this is a positive loving message to many people. This is just one story in little ol Victoria, Texas. I’m sure there are millions of similar stories across the United States,” he concluded.
Woman Goes to Neighbor’s Garage Sale, Finds Her Missing Daughter’s Jacket — Story of the Day
Kaylee’s daughter, Amanda, went missing two weeks ago. Despite extensive search efforts, there were no leads. One day, while putting up flyers, Kaylee stopped by her neighbor Angela’s garage sale and was horrified to see Amanda’s jacket—the one she wore the night she disappeared.
Kaylee approached Angela, demanding, “Where did you get this?” Angela, startled, explained she bought it at a second-hand store near the bus station. Determined, Kaylee drove to the store, hoping for clues. The seller vaguely recalled a girl matching Amanda’s description who sold the jacket for bus fare.
Kaylee’s hope was reignited. She searched the bus station for more information but found none. Feeling defeated, she sat on a bench and found an address in Amanda’s jacket pocket. It led to a neighboring town where Amanda’s biological mother lived.
At the house, a disheveled woman confirmed Amanda had been there but was no longer. Desperate, Kaylee continued her search and finally spotted Amanda sheltering from the rain on a porch. “Amanda?!” she called out.
“Mom!” Amanda cried, running to Kaylee. They hugged tightly, both in tears. Amanda explained she had sought her biological mother but regretted it. “You’re my real mom,” Amanda admitted. Kaylee forgave her, and they went home together, relieved and reunited.
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