“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view.” – Atticus Finch
On a lazy Sunday afternoon you’d never expect to be completely transported to another time, another place. A place wrought with racial injustices and social tensions. Where a man is not judged by the content of his character, but judged with deep seeded bigotry by the color of his skin. Common respect and decency is discarded in this era, because of fear.