One day I was sitting outside talking with my family about our culture and I casually burst out that my brothers were Mexican. My mom laughed and said so what does that make you? I had just assumed I was white. My response to her was, “I’m white, they are (my brothers) Mexican. It was at that point she explained that I was biracial. Not just white. With a name like Chase Gries, I think it was just always assumed or perceived I was white unless you knew or had seen my family. Therefore I began identifying as only white. I’m happy that I know now what I am and am Proud of my ethnic background.