I remember the United States seemed like a big candy store. Desegregation was going on in the schools. Color doesn't make much difference when you're a child. I liked the new folks I met. Saw a lot of people who didn't.
Some people can be mighty ugly after they've been taught to hate.
Then my little sister was born. I did the boy scout thing, learned baseball, football, basketball, rode bikes and a mini bike, etc. Our next door neighbor died in Vietnam. Saw my first miltary funeral. Pretty much entertained myself till high school when we moved to a large city.