ABSTRACT
In life there are people that take trust for granted; I’m not one of those people. Some people learn to trust others until they are given a reason not to trust them. As a child I learned to trust no one until they proved they could be trusted. Growing up in the South, as I did, one is taught to question the motives and sincerity of others, especially “Black folk trusting White folk.” I carried some of that cautious nature of Black Southerners with me, and it was compounded by my own family background.
