Am I Two-Faced?

     I was seated in a modern living room, but the conversation transported me back to the the world of “To Kill a Mockingbird” in the 1930s. In that book, a Southern ladies’ missionary circle sips tea and chats about how to raise funds to support a missionary working with an uncivilized tribe in Africa, while they complain about having to pay their “darkie” maids.     
     As in that scene, I was gathered with decent people who genuinely care about the world. One woman urged us to “pra...