On multiple occasions, my White appearance had garnered me favor, but never had being partially African American been an advantage. Initially, it didn’t occur to me why contractors were anxious to hire me, but it was obviously because of my color. They could more easily integrate me into their traditionally White, biased, and prejudiced companies while concurrently receiving the benefit of a government-paid apprentice. There were very few African Americans or Mexican Americans in the union trades, which was the purpose of the federal apprenticeship program. So, for being Black but looking White, I was rewarded with my pick of jobs. This was the first and only monetary-related advantage I’d experienced for being both part Black and part White. During my apprenticeship years, most journeymen didn’t appear to characterize me as Black, unless done behind my back. Unlike at junior high school, where my appearance differed drastically from the White students, our tradesmen attire was identical: milkman-white uniforms. Nonetheless, the fact that my very presence among them was owing to the BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, People of Color) apprenticeship program should have served as a reminder of our ethnic differences.