My name is James Gates. I grew up in the 1940's and 50's, in a diverse hostile social environment in a complex time. This environment was governed by insanity, bigotry, fear and inhumanity. But beyond all the madness, a sense of hopelessness induced a measure of tolerance that created a guarded feeling of happiness and well being, yet tainted by fear. As I observed and experienced the blatant inhumanities associated with bigotry and other flaws,...