Embassie Susberry

“My brother did a report in school on the Harlem Hellfighters.” “He must have attended a Negro school.” “He did. For months, everything he talked about and did was related to your unit.” Catau still had the unit’s insignia framed on his bedroom wall. Grant released a grunt. “He was so proud of you all. We all were. Are,” she corrected. And she knew he knew that when she said ‘we’ she meant all of colored America and not just her family. Behold the weight and glory of being a Negro in America. There was no such thing as being singular. You carried every colored man or woman’s pain and shame. But you also wallowed in their success.”
― Embassie Susberry, Code Name Butterfly

“Do not think that because you are not from here that you will escape what is coming. If you don’t help us, we’ll find another way.” His voice lowered. “Everyone wonders if they would have been a Harriet Tubman but now, we both know you’d have been one of those folks happily singing in their cabin.”
― Embassie Susberry, Code Name Butterfly