Photo still from American Made

His metal bracelet caught the sun as he gestured toward a bearded, but much taller and quieter man wearing a powder blue turban. “My friend, Mohinder. And I am Cocky Singh. Tomorrow we will go on this adventure, shall we?” The Australian, my husband and I stood, mouths opened, our eyes darting like confused ping pong balls.

— In the wake of the August 5 shooting of Sikhs in Oak Creek, Wisconsin, Cynthia Inman Graham reflects on her encounters with members of the Sikh faith. Read more in The Sandpaper.