Hi I'm white as well..... however; let me tell you a little story....or something that has happened to me while growing up and how I feel now.......

We lived in a very nice community growing up, it wasn't the highland of great wealth, but it wasn't totally suburbia either. My father, really did not like black people at all. He would say things about them as we grew up but I never really 'listened' to him because of this reason................ when my brothers and I were around 9, 13, and 17 a young black family moved into the house across the street from us. You can imagine how upset anyone would be had they not liked a black man. Well, needless to say my father was irate. We couldn't go outside by their house and play, we were not allowed to lok at them, or smile, or say hi nothing. They had two young children, one girl, one boy. Well, it started out the young girl (tiffany) and I would look at each other from our bedroom windows that faced each other and wave.... sometimes we would open the window when my dad wasn't home and we would just giggle. Normal silly stuff. to make a long story short................tiffany and i developed a really close relationship over the years in high-school because her dad didn't like whites. lol... so, my dad hating blacks, her dad hating whites became our common ground to work out the differences and bond. I am still her friend today.

As far as what I feel today....everyone, don't care who you are, has judgements of something and convictions for which they stand firm. I carry a strong conviction of humanity. Because of my father, I don't judge anyone based on color...i try not judge anyone for anything. It's hard not to judge, but sometimes suppressing that urge and trying to let people in that you are not comfortable with may help you see things differently....
I don't really have a point, per-say, but maybe try to not let the feelings of one person come in-between you making a great friend.

I hope you have a great day