My great grandparents were racist. They didnt like black people but they raised 6 kids, worked their whole lives, were married 86 years and worked daily to be happy and make their family happy. When i was younger i would visit them every wednesday and there would always be a tray of pizza rolls. My whole family would sit in the living room and talk about cut ants and hummingbirds and their garden they were growing. 

They passed away not too long ago, they had faults and were pretty racist to dark skinned folk but if their evil then im evil, and the world should be evil. My great grandparents were racist because they grew up racist and never hung around a black person for amy longer than a few minutes.