My wife was in St. Maarten recently. Upon her return, she commented how nice it was to be around black people who were not victims, did not have a chip on their shoulders, were not expecting something for nothing, but were just People. Just people like everyone else.
Reminds me of a very pleasant foreign trip my wife and I (both white) took not long ago. Coming back through American Customs we had to wait for final clearance by a uniformed black woman. She was on her cell phone and dawdled and dawdled, obviously delaying just to annoy us. She finally finished, glared at us with practiced hostility, then studied our papers for an extra-long time. She eventually but reluctantly nodded for us to proceed.
As we walked past her we both broke into laughter. "Welcome back to the U.S.A.," my wife quipped.
Same with my African-from-Africa neighbors. Just nice neighbors. They speak British English that they learned in school. And they don't think highly of AA's.