Good article, and far more in keeping with my own observations.
I was a fortunate child, not because we had a lot of money, but because I had two loving, God-fearing parents and we had enough of what we needed.
That they made material sacrifices for stability and the things we needed goes without saying.
I only recall one new car in my youth, all others were used.
We didn't have a color TV, but we had books, and even an encyclopedia, and learned as much or more at home than we did in school.
We ate well, because we hunted and fished and grew our own food.
We never had welfare when we were kids, and went to church every Sunday.
In that I was privileged, but it wasn't because I was white, it is because I was blessed with parents who placed our welfare above the latest gadgets, some substance to get high on, or new cars and fancy clothes, not that they didn't make sure we could appear well for any special occasion (after which the clothes were changed out of and out up for the next one). I don't know how many pairs of shoes my mother had, exactly, but I am sure I would have been able to count them on my fingers. No one in our family needed a walk-in closet, and we lived within our means.
Every day i am thankful for that upbringing, one which also stressed service to the community. We were a Volunteer Fire Department family, with both parents having been Fire and or EMS, and the two sons served as Fire and EMS as well.
My Father, nearing 90, still serves in an administrative capacity with the Department, so we learned life isn't just about us, and a lot about life at an early age compared to those we are confused with who had the sort of privilege we are accused of having--something few whites of my acquaintance actually had.
After all, what would have been the privilege if everyone lived that way?