Anyway, having been raised in that environment, and having no real experience with black folks either save for that Ice-T video with the girl shaking her butt, I was entirely unprepared the day I saw a black guy at the side of the road selling watermelons from his pickup. I did a double take, burned a 180, and went back to get a closer look at this rarified specimen. Turns out he is a small farmer in the area. He sells what he grows, and at that point in the season, it was watermelon for sale. He works hard. I restrained myself for asking for a photo of him in front of his truck, (because that would have been awesome!) but I really did open my mind and learn something that day: Liberals from CA are close minded pricks!.
This occured on the road to Bryan, about 40 miles south, almost to highway 290. Apparently he is still there.