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I was brought up in the ‘50s and we were taught “cultural sensitivity”, but we called it American History.

One of my earliest memories of learning about “cultural sensitivity”, was when my grandfather taught me about the Pledge of Allegiance. I was 5 years old and was so very proud that first day in kindergarden when I stood to recite the Pledge.

Others are welcome to learn about my culture....... or leave.

Went over this one before, but sometime when I was 11 or 12, more likely 11, we were all gathered down at the main yard near the barn. About a dozen older male relatives had been down there trying out some new firearms shooting at appropriate targets on hay bales.

Dad took me down there and I was privileged to fire my very first 12 gauge shotgun in the presence of the family warriors ~ men who'd been on the Front in WWI or in WWII in various capacities, but mostly as Rangers, Infantrymen, or flying around airplanes. Had a grandfather there, and a Great grandfather.

That's my culture. People who don't care for it can go back where they came from.