Negro, colored, Black, kinky, nappy, curly or coily
There I was sitting at my mom’s kitchen table going through some of my dad’s old coins and tokens. The metallic discs were spread out on a crisp white laminate table with a sea-foam green boomerang design. Dad had amassed quite a collection of coins from all parts of the world. No, he wasn’t a world traveler, but being on the demolition side of construction allowed him gather many interesting artifacts. I currently had in my hand a brass coin that read “Copper Clad Crank Club.” In the middle on the face of the coin a guy dressed in armor stands squarely on a swastika.
On the flip side of the coin two more swastikas and a four leaf clover. Did this belong to some secret Irish Nazi group? Hmmm.
After a little research I found out that Copper Clad was a pre-Hitler stove company and the swastika was a sign for good luck. Wow!
Then my mind started to wonder and reflect on how the word black lost it’s derogatory meaning in regards to my skin. As a kid I remember it being especially cool to be Black and proud.
Now, everyone wants to be in the black (financially) and women everywhere desire to have at least one fabulous little black dress. 
In the same way that we adopted and embraced being called black, the word Nappy is embraced to describe the coily spirals that are the identical to the DNA strands that define man.
Isn’t it wonderful that the first humans wore on their head a replica of all humanity? 