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Originally Posted by mtdjed
I was raised in a white middle class (Low) neighborhood in a suburb of Erie , Pa..
Went to a school system with a senior class of 133 in 1966 and only one black student. I remember her and recall that her name was Elizabeth XXXX( I vividly recall but don't feel right about revealing). She was there only for our senior year as I recollect.)
I never approached her to introduce myself or say Hi, but at the time I never approached many of the girls. Do not know how the other guys and girls treated her.
Now, if I saw someone outside the norm being unattended, I. would go out of my way to include.
Was I a racist in 1966?
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Nope, that doesn’t suggest racism to me. In 1964, as a freshman in college, six or eight of us were sitting around a table in the student union. I made reference to the “f . . in’ n . . .ers" and suddenly wished I were dead. One of my best friends, sitting to my immediate right, was as black as they come. From my reddist of red faces I apologized. He laughed and said, “That’s not a problem. You have your white honkey a$$holes”. We were both right. So, were either one of us racists or simply speaking the truth? I believe it to be the latter.