Having grown up in Texas, which is an indicator of where I am going with this, I inherited a variety of prejudices that it has taken years to overcome. I grew up in a heavily racially segregated world. Blacks and whites were separated in their conclaves and never the twain did meet. Oh, sure there were roles that blacks were expected to play, but only as prescribed by whites. There were stores where they could shop, gathering places for “them,” services they might render. But, these were carefully laid out and well understood.
By the time the Supreme Court handed down Brown vs. Board of Education in 1954, I had been saturated with the deep seated prejudice characteristic of East Texas and the Deep South. I wasn’t even ashamed of it. After