Woodrow and I started to follow Cassie inside, but before we got to the door, Woodrow caught sight of a rest room sign on the outside of the terminal. “There,” he said, and sprinted for that door. “I’ll meet y’all inside.” “Oh, shucks!” Cassie said, and took off after him. He had his hand on the door knob when she reached him and gave his arm a jerk. “Woodrow, wait!” Woodrow turned around, and I could see the annoyance on his face, because he was bustin’ to go. “What is it?” he said irritably. “You don’t want to go in there, Woodrow.” “Course I do!” he hollered. “Just take a look at the sign there,” Cassie said as she jerked her thumb toward the door. “It says MEN,” he said, exasperated. “What does it say above that?” Cassie yelled. He looked again. “It says COLORED,” he yelled back at her. That stopped him short because Woodrow had never seen such a sign before. “What does it mean?” he asked. “It means white folks have their rest rooms inside the terminal.
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