I lived in Birmingham AL from 1965-2015. I am Caucasian. My father took a job there in the 1960s because no one else would take the engineering position at his company amidst the racial unrest in that city. I worked for 35 years in a government office with the relatives of the four little girls killed at the 16th Street Baptist Church bombing. They gave me a gentle insight into what it meant to be black in the South. The best teacher I had in all my education was my very intelligent black high school chemistry teacher who left her Fisk University position to teach in a historically white high school the year it integrated for the first time (15 years after it had been ordered to do so). There have been so many everyday people whose choices helped forward the cause of peace for the world in which they lived. Our choices matter.