I don't know why I never knew this. But yesterday when we were sitting around the dining room table chatting, talking about Iran wanting to nuke Israel, anti-semitism, and such, my mother and grandmother brought up an event that happened back in the early 1960's. Mom and her folks had moved from Brooklyn to Miami in the late fifties, and in 1960 bought their first home. One night sometime after they were living in that home, someone burned a swastika on their front lawn.
Mom told us that in high school people made fun of her because she was Jewish. She said that she took a stance against racism when she sat with four black students in the back of the bus. She felt the racism was wrong and wanted to show her solidarity. Mom has always been a very compassionate understanding person and she knew what it was like to be hated and she took a stance to show that she understood how it felt. Her skin wasn't black but the mere fact that her last name was Jewish was enough to turn people against her.
Can you imagine the level of ignorance in a person who, in an attempt to scare a Jewish family, burns a swastika on their front lawn?
I don't hate those kind of people, I pity them. It is they who are the victims of their own ignorance.