Halloween humor and a dark-skinned son, by the Rev. LeeAnne Watkins
Stories like this are depressingly common these days, but it is quite another thing to hear about how they hit people you know and like.
And hear it I did: LeeAnne worked it into her sermon (mp3 link) this morning. That version is much more vivid and personal. LeeAnne is a good writer, but a truly brilliant speaker.