When I was young, my dad took a job with an oil company when he got out of the army. Moved from the Chicago suburbs to Houston in the early 60s. I definitely remember George Wallace in Alabama and MLK and the civil rights stuff going on. It was the 100th anniversary of the Civil War, lots of events commemorating the Confederacy were happening. I do not remember the Stars and Bars then as being anything but a racist symbol of the Lost Cause and all that, and my parents were of the same belief. Lots of tensions between white and black students even in my Catholic grade school. My mom would always make comments that she could not believe what she was seeing, and she had worked as a nurse on the south side of Chicago for a number of years and seen all the racial crap that went on there, so she had a comparison. We left there in 1969 and moved back to Illinois. She hated Texas until the day she died. I've never been back, but my brother went to Houston on a business trip a few years ago, said it felt a lot different, but then again it was several decades later.