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Personal Narrative: Prejudice And Racism

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Hello my, name is Dave Holt, I’m married and have four children. I grew up in Gettysburg (south central Pa) and currently live in a small town about 8 miles south called Littlestown. I’m Caucasian from a beef and potato Caucasian family. My family background is Pennsylvania Dutch in every true sense of the word. I don’t consider myself to be racist but I’m struggling finding a friend to interview of a different race. This has made me realize how few of friends I have of ethnicity. Then it dawned on me I know many people from church but have never viewed them from an ethnic standpoint. I would like to believe I just see people as individuals. I’m minoring in Human Services and plan to graduate in May. I’m looking forward to this class, professor

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