Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Diversity

Movies and TV shows have long portrayed European settlers having little sensitivity towards native populations during pioneer days in North America. Often that was the case. Even in our own area, human nature (I am confident) probably showed its ugly side from time to time.

However, overall, I grew up noticing an almost invisible distinction among ethnic groups in our tiny communities. Yes, we all knew we were Irish or Swede or Native American or French or Ukranian, or..., but in our daily lives we were the Fitzpatricks and Clows and Godons and Gooselaws and Parenteaus and Skjolds...well, you get the drift...but read it for yourself, below...



The book this page is from was found online, via Google Book Search; it talks about how we got to here (getting along) from there (being strangers...) It involved people like Reverend Scott and Jean Tetu, who helped a diverse populace in their daily work, and sought to bring people together socially so they would know one another besides just being a face they passed on the street...