I have a dvd that has got the country song called "Some People Change" by Montgomery Gentry on it. In the beginning of the video, there is a skinhead/kkk member kneeling before a fire crying because he knows that what has been in his heart against others which was installed into him by his father- is hurting his soul, and the only way to become a better person is to start clean, and throw his robe, and all ill-will against others into the fire. I was just like this man at one time.

I was raised by the same type of father. I now refer to him as my Archie Bunker dad. It took me a LOOOOOOOOOOONG time of being in the army to get those stupid thoughts out of my head, and to realize that the thoughts of good that my father put into my head are the only ones that I care about. Things like a good work ethic, doing right to your friends, caring for the elders in your community, and such..

When I was 19, I got married to a woman that was 1/4 Spanish, 1/4 Apache Indian from her Dad, and 1/2 German from her Mom.
It didn't dawn on me that one of the major reasons my dad dissaproved of me being married at all was the fact that she wasn't white.

I have never called a person a racist remark, maybe it's due to the lack of ballz, or maybe it was due to the fact that the Lord still had control of my soul at the times that my fathers' thoughts pushed to the front of my mind. But, I would sit by my friends and say them(safety in numbers),or sit by and say nothing when they would say the exact same things.

I just want to say that I am truly, and very deeply sorry for ever having these thoughts, and perpetuating a racist society.
I now know that buttheads come in all types, and that I am trying my best to not be one any further.

Just color me for what I used to be.

P.S. Lord, You haven't given up on me for a reason, I will figure out what it is someday.

well at least you relized that your dad was wrong. Props to you man that you changed

just be a better person today than you were yesterday... thats all anyone can ask for! we all make mistakes... no one is perfect.. there is only 1 perfect 1 and you need to live for him.

"The lord gives up on no one, but the person on the Lord."

i applaud you sir... that took alot of courage

thats a good song

you can never change what or who you are,what you have just told everyone is who and what you have always been,the real you is just coming out of the shadows in to the sun light.we all have to think for ourselves and be the best we can be,,,one thing about it,atleast your trying and thats all that counts.
that my opinion and have a good day.

That song was amazing.. it made me tear up slightly..

The last sentence was really touching.

I have to disagree with you. I am not a racist, I was raised by one. Would I marry a Spanish/Apache/German-American if I was who my father was? Would I speak Spanish fluently if I was one? Would having 2 African-American people out of the 5 people that are on my "would kill for or die for list" make me a racist? I think not. Like I said, it took about six years of being in the army, or maybe it was being out of dad's house, to get those ill thoughts out of my mind.

(((((((((((((Elwood)))))))))))))))



I just know our dads are brothers...


& Now he lives with my sister & her Black B/F
& his Grandson..

I never did "get" racism......it boggles my mind....

I think racism is one of the biggest wastes of time.

We live in a world with too much hate and close-mindedness.

People do change and I am happy for you that you came to the realization that racism is wrong. Good luck to you in all you do!!

You seem to be repenting, or atleast in the right direction. Forgive yourself for what you were, forgive your father, and those like him.

Thanks for the good thoughts people. I just got choked up when I watched that video, and realized that if it had not been for me going into the army 2 months out of high school, the person in that video would have been me, and the thoughts in my head might have been acted upon. I got out of the army back in 92, and can honestly say that my last 3 years of the time I spent in it was the most fun I ever spent with the people I was stationed with due to the fact my burden (racism) had been lifted.