“As a young man I had several Black families whose children I played with and would eat over at their places and vice versa. And then came the Race-riots in the 60’s. I was no longer welcome in their homes because I was white.”
I grew up in the deep south in the late 50’s - early 60’s.
In Alabama roadside BBQ tents were popular out in the country, and blacks and whites ( total strangers ) sat and ate next to each other every day. Chatting about fishing or just day to day life.
All that changed instantly when those stupid marches and protests began. Who the hell started it, and why?
The schools were segregated, but the education gap was far less than it is today. As I remember it, neither group was thrilled about integrating the schools. The forced bussing lit the fuse on a powder keg.
When Kennedy was shot I was in school in Florida, the cheers were deafening.
The blacks have been taught unless they have as much as some whites they shouldnt be happy. It’s called envy, jealousy and leads to hate.