Sorry about that.
One beautiful summer afternoon we became engaged with a trio of second generation Nigerian college students over a few drinks in Venice, CA. We talked about love and family. We talked about our family trees. One young man was able to trace back several generations. I said that part of my known family tree abruptly stops at American slavery. I teasingly added, "SOMEONE sold us to a bunch of white people." He said, "Ya, sorry about that."