I'd like to buy the world a Coke.............
Like most little girls, when I was a little girl I loved my Barbie-like dolls. The world of pretend was a way for me to get away from it all. My creative imagination would run free with storylines and scenarios for my dolls to act out. But, I also liked to give them the names of friends in my real life. The red haired doll was Stephanie, the black haired doll was Micki and so on. I did however feel bad that I couldn't give one of my dolls the name of my best friend, Patsy, because at the time I didn't have any that looked like her, she was black and all I had was white dolls. This was back in the day when I grew up in that university town of Evanston, IL..home of Northwestern University. Back in the progressive mid 70's, a time when differences were starting to be celebrated. The popular commercial on television was that Coca-Cola commercial where on top of a hill a United Nations crowd of young people sang how they wanted to buy the world a coke. So as a li