To Our Readers

Stereotypes. Here's one to think about. I grew up in the South—the southern United States. "Deep in the heart of Dixie," as the song goes. Any stereotypes come to mind?

I'll tell you at least one that doesn't apply. In my family, prejudice wasn't allowed. It wasn't taught, approved, permitted. Race, culture, religion—these were all part of the amazing diversity of the world in which we live. Each individual was to be appreciated for who he or she is—for qualities of character. My dad was recognized in the community for furthering understanding and building relations among the races.

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