As I struggled to find my voice, my own grown son offered wise advice: "Sometimes we white people need to just shut up and listen," he cautioned. Not to say that we understand the pain of Black America, because we never can; not to assume one group is right and all others wrong or that, in fact, there exists one truth and one truth only; not to assume that solutions, if they are to be found and we have the courage, will be any simpler than the problems' deep, embedded roots; not to forget that to make it right, some of us must acknowledge and then relinquish our privilege and our power, if a more just nation is really what we want.