Sybil Buchanan: In 1952, my family lived in Oregon. My older brother Andrew was one of only 11 blacks in the entire Grover County school district. He and another young man named Michael Dodd were the only blacks out of 300 students at their school. They felt out of place, self-conscious, and spent most of their time with their heads down. One day, they each found a drawing in their lockers, a very vicious and cruel drawing. Later, my brother came home crying and swore to my mother and me that he would never go back. I'll never forget, my mother quieted him at first, and then told him that the world was broken up into four different types of people. 25% that like you for the right reasons, 25% that like you for the wrong reasons, 25% that don't like you for the wrong reasons, and 25% that don't like you for the right reasons. She said, it was only the last group of people that anyone should be concerned about. Do you understand that?