From a piece written about Dean Smith by Charles Pierce comes this paragraph with a sentence that rings uncomfortably true:
His father integrated a high school team in Kansas in the early 1930s. Smith himself walked into a Chapel Hill restaurant as part of the first great wave of protests in the 1950s. He tried to recruit Lou Hudson, and then he did recruit Charlie Scott, blowing up the color line in the Atlantic Coast Conference forever. He brought Scott home to dinner, and he brought Scott to church, always the most segregated place in America, even, alas, today. (Emphasis mine)
Unfortunately he speaks the truth, and of all the places it shouldn’t be it’s the church. Any church.