What it Means to be 'Woke' and Catholic

When I was a child, my family took a trip that required driving at night through Georgia. I remember waking up and hearing my parents discussing quietly why they would not take the detour off the interstate. They were alert to the ever-present threat of racist violence. Areas isolated from the main road were risky for Black families. So we stayed on the main roads. They were aware of the danger, and I am thankful for that.