My early childhood, was spent in a half black/half white neighborhood in North Sacramento. It was the 50s. My Dad was a jazz musician, and his bass player was a black man, who lived in our neighborhood. We went to Uncle Bob's and Aunt Helen's on a regular basis, for dinner and music. I remember that black woman loving me and my sister, like we were angels who just arrived from Heaven. I actually thought they were members of our family. When school was out, all of us kids met in the street to play ball, or some other more adventurous and risky endeavor. We had no idea, that the darker colored neighbors (They referred to themselves as negros then) were different from us in any other way. These black folks in our neighborhood had families, with mothers and fathers. They had jobs, and went to the same churches we did. I simply cannot remember, a single instance where there was any friction between any of us, based on race. We just didn't care.
My early childhood, was spent in a half black/half white neighborhood in North Sacramento. It was the 50s. My Dad was a jazz musician, and his bass player was a black man, who lived in our neighborhood. We went to Uncle Bob's and Aunt Helen's on a regular basis, for dinner and music. I remember that black woman loving me and my sister, like we were angels who just arrived from Heaven. I actually thought they were members of our family. When school was out, all of us kids met in the street to play ball, or some other more adventurous and risky endeavor. We had no idea, that the darker colored neighbors (They referred to themselves as negros then) were different from us in any other way. These black folks in our neighborhood had families, with mothers and fathers. They had jobs, and went to the same churches we did. I simply cannot remember, a single instance where there was any friction between any of us, based on race. We just didn't care.
So you were just….. Americans? - liberals are baffled.