I was a teen in the era of Civil Rights and the Viet Nam War. My wife and I were reminiscing about the historical time that we grew up in. Looking back we now have a whole different perspective. Back then we were hopeful that the world would change, but sadly it hasn't' changed too much. Hatred and racism has just shifted. I am saddened to realize that my grand children will likely grow up in a world that still has the prejudice and hypocrisy that I hoped would disappear. I don't like to be cynical, but as it is said, history will repeat itself.