I was born and grew up on a small farm in eastern North Carolina. My parents, both from eastern North Carolina, were share croppers. My ancestors were mostly English, Scottish, and Welsh that came to North Carolina from Tidewater Virginia before the Revolution.
Eastern North Carolina was one of the most conservative sections of the South: White, Protestant, Anglo-Celt. Until the ninth grade, I lived in a segregated society. We had negro workers, but we drank from a separate goard. There was a large negro population, but our society was very stratified and so we were protected from the vulgar nastiness of the lower classes.
Oh how different things are now!
Our people have forsaken traditional Christianity, our land has been overrun by Aztecs, White flight has depleted our population, and the negros have been increasing like cockroaches.
I have often said, “This is not the country that I was born in, and I hate it.”
As the country has changed, so have I. I wasa loyal Republican. The Republican party was always glad to get votes from Southern conservatives. But after they got our votes; we were asked to please move to the back of the bus ...
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