My mom grew up in California in the 60s (sorry to date you, mamasita) and she's always called it turbulent. Things were changing, people changing. And they still are. There may be discrimination in our country still, but I like to believe that Martin Luther King Jr.'s dream has traveled through time to change the way most Americans see each other.
I only takes 17 minutes to time walk back to August 28, 1963 to be reminded of where we were, and hopefully, where we're going.
Think I'll read Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird again, too. It helped a kid who grew up in a small town without a lot of diversity see a little bit farther.