At the entrance of the trail where it became forest, were beautiful, almost luminous red flowers -- I don't remember what kind. It seemed as if they were either welcoming us or warning us. Once you enter the forest, you begin a steep climb to the top.
Since the civil rights era, most Americans would like to believe that public policy is no longer directed at perpetuating racism and, on the contrary, works to ameliorate it where it still exists. But policy instruments remain that deepen ethnic and racial differences.