This is definitely a turn, and I may have told this story before:
My daughter who is now in Montana was at Washington State in Pullman for a few years in grad school. One very cold, icy day, she was leaving class to drive to my sister's who lived 6 hours away in Chehalis for Thanksgiving. She slipped, fell, and hurt her arm. She drove on, but the next day was in a good bit of pain, so my sister got her an appt with a doctor there in her town to look at the arm.
Rachel got back into the examination room where a very nice young-ish black doctor looked at her information.
"You're from South Carolina?" he asked.
"Yes," my daughter answered.
"Then you may have heard of my grandfather. He was from SC," replied the doctor. "His name was Strom Thurmond."
My daughter admitted to me that she was afraid he was mocking her about being from SC.
"Yes, I have," she said.
"My mother is Essie Mae Washington," the doctor explained,"his first child."
Then my daughter remembered the story that had come out earlier. She said he was a very nice doctor, and to my knowledge he still practices in that area.
Phrikkin' A+ Right There Now!!!