I have a condo at Diamond Beach on the west end of the Galveston seawall. On the night of June 6, a group of about 150 cars and 500 young black Americans gathered for what I used to call a "party." The group was well behaved, considering their age and the times we're living in. No signs. No outlandish yelling. Sure, they left some trash. I helped clean it up the next morning and for every liquor bottle I picked up, there were seven or eight water or Gatorade bottles.
