Of course, our lives weren't perfect and we did have to deal with racism occasionally-but it came from the black community as much as from the white community and NEVER from our families. My boys grew up knowing that they had a large family that loved them. My parents (staunch republicans) taught us that the point of the Good Samaritan parable was that racism is a sin and we were never allowed to use racial terms. I lived in Georgia in the early 60s-my dad said he'd never understood what the Civil Rights movement was about when he was growing up in West Texas, but he learned about it in GA. I have two cousins that have adopted black or biracial babies and live in Texas. Black or white, if you truly love God you can't hate each other.