Having come into this country (New York) in my mid-teens, my first exposure to Southern people and life was when I joined the army four years later. The two things that stroke me the most was how, in spite of the stereotypical racism associated with the South, I had more in common culturally with Southerners than I did with people from up north, in spite of having lived there for four years. Hispanic and Southern culture were very similar, yet I never encountered open, blatant racism directly until I met those people (both black AND white). To boot, my best friends ended up being Southerners as well. Go figure : )
The other surprising thing, is how many of them were still fighting the Civil War in their minds. Nevermind that what the South wanted was to secede from the nation they loved so much, somehow they never seemed troubled about those contradictions.









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