For most of my life at home we had a black live in maid. Her name was Liz and has long since left this world for her reward.
Anyway, Liz had relatives in Washington DC. Several times a year she would take the train down to visit them. Upon return each and every time she talked in disgust about her working aged relatives.
She would say:
> They are lazy,
> They would ridicule her for working for a white family,
> They wouldn't eat a balanced meal, e.g. starches Vs. the pyramid (Protein, veggies and starch),
> Et Cetera.
She would go on and on. Once my brother asked her to take him and her reply was, "NO! My relatives are niggers!" Being a rather liberal/progressive person, my mother gasped at her saying that. LOL.
Eventually my brother and I moved out of the house, our folks got a divorce so there was no need for Liz. She ended up getting a job in the local hospital's kitchen and stayed at our house Pro Bono while she found an apartment close to the hospital.
When Liz retired from the hospital she had risen to the position of the hospital's kitchen manager.
Liz was a hard worker, had a great sense of humor, loved her Lord and all in all a great lady however she was not too keen on me.
My bedroom was above the houses kitchen and I would hear her talking to my Dad about me quite often as he sat at the kitchen table eating breakfast. She always referred to me as "the devil child!"