I was thrilled to hear President Nelson mention Juneteenth in announcing the Church’s first small steps towards real partnership with the NAACP. I’m so glad that it will be a national holiday, a belated and partial acknowledgment of the horrors visited on our Black sisters and brothers for generations, a moment for those whose freedom was so late in coming to celebrate and be celebrated. I learned about Juneteenth embarrassingly late in life. And, truthfully, I think embarrassed is how I still mostly feel; the privileged ignorance of much of my life makes me ashamed. I don’t feel entitled to participate fully, or at least I don’t know how to…