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View Diary: Meet the Extraordinary Men Who Kept Me From Becoming a Racist (65 comments)

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  •  Wonderful story! (24+ / 0-)

    Thanks for posting it. It made me wonder about why some of us grow up with and others without feelings of racism. I think I'm more without that with and I think my mother had a lot to do with that.

    Although not a Mormon, she was born and reared in Salt Lake City. She joined the Marines during WWII and worked in a typing pool in Washington. There they put her in charge of a group of black typists (yes, segregated). When she asked why, she was told that since she was from "out West" she was less likely to be prejudiced. I don't know if that was the reason, but she was probably the least prejudicial person I've ever known (unlike my Missouri-born father). When I got engaged to a Japanese woman, my mother simply asked me if I loved her and when I said yes, it was good enough for her.

    I've lived more than 30 years in Japan and I know the Japanese are people just like any other people and I'm sure the same goes for any other nationality or ethnic group. We're all the same when it comes down to the most basic and important aspects of life.

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