In one of my new novels that is written about my ancestors and their involvement in the American Civil War, I have studied them for several years and know quite a bit about them. Nevertheless, I felt a need to do research to get the history correct. Upon starting this adventure, I came upon a blog One Hundred and Fifty years old written by Rev. Samuel Agnew. It is a journal written by one of their neighbors in 1863 and 64. I started reading it and came away with an entirely new perspective about their lives, and the lives of some of the slaves of that period. Whereas, I could never support slavery of any kind, for any reason, I found that some of the African American folks did find a way to develop an affinity for their white families. I found various narratives illustrating that. I am aware of all the horror stories of that period, and have no doubt there are many more than of which I am aware. I grew up in a time and a place where a person of color was not allowed to spend a night in the county in which I lived, and even in my own family witnessed many disparaging remarks about the African American people. I was an adult in the 50’s and 60’s when the struggle for racial equality was at it’s height. I find it still difficult to understand when I hear the remarks about our president, and know that most of the criticism of his presidency is based not on what he has done, but to the color of his skin.