I personally knew John Howard Griffith. He did not point out other people’s racism while ignoring his own. One of the most powerful parts of the book is him realizing and dealing with his own prejudices throughout his experiences. I had read his book long before I met him, and by then he refused to talk about it. The chemicals used to dye his skin caused him disabilities and ultimately killed him. As a young white girl growing up in an all-white Texas town, reading his book opened up a world for me. I also did read James Baldwin, autobiographies of Sammy Davis Junior and Frederick Douglas, and the activist writings of Dick Gregory. Each in its way informed and influenced me. But only “Black Like Me” helped me first confront and dismantle the prejudices ingrained in me by society, and I have spent a life time since continuing that work, in myself and others.