When I went to college, during my sophomore year, there were four interracial couples in my circle of friends, but I actually didn’t recognize it at the time. It never occured to me to count the number of interracial couples that I knew until my family had a discussion about it when I visited home several months later.
My mum has been with her partner (I call him my stepdad, although they have never married) for nearly 20 years now (She’s white, he’s black). Noone in our family has ever had a problem with it, although my grandmother said she was a little frightened of him at first, mainly because she’d never met anyone black before.
His family however are a different story. His parents have never met my mum (in 20 years!) although they don’t live far away. They refuse to acknowledge her at all, and persistently bring women over from his native country (Sierra Leone) with a view to him marrying them. The only person in his family that will speak to my mum is his younger brother, and even then he visits without telling the rest of the family.
It doesn’t really bother my mum, but I know she gets angry occasionally that he doesn’t make more of an effort to get his parents to accept their relationship.
For myself, I really wouldn’t care what culture the girls my sons dated (or married) were from, as long as they were happy - my husband is Greek and I’m English/Scottish, and although we have a few cultural misunderstandings, we seem to muddle along just fine!
Being in one now, no, I have no problem with inter-racial relationships.
Coldfire says:
I saw the pictures you put up, and your girlfriend is quite a beautiful woman. But you’re not too shabby either. You’ve got quite a babyface, so I was wondering if you’re maybe 16, 17 years old? Just teasing.
Anyway, I have no problem with interracial relationships. In fact, I’ve noticed that children born of these relationships often tend to be much more physically attractive than their parents. JMHO.
Don’t you mean… Woof!
A babyface! Surely, you jest. That picture was taken from a fair distance. I can assure you that, at age 30, my face looks like it’s lived at least a decade longer. 
And samarm, stop barking at my girl, dammit.
My wife is Thai (grew up in California) and I am Caucasian (grew up all over the US. Before my kids were born I was a little worried about the genetic problem. . .
You see, I am half Australian (penal colony genes) and the wife is full Thai (pirate genes), so with all that criminal genetic material coming together, I was worried that my kids would be Italian.
I just hope in 20 years, people will be saying how silly it was to get so upset about Gays and Lesbian relationships.
But regarding the OP.
My niece only dated black guys from day one. Caused no end of grief for my parents and my brother.
She finally got married to a black guy, and they have the most beautiful little girl in the world (OK, so maybe I am a bit prejudiced about that, but really…she is a knockout at age 6…can’t wait to see her at age 16!)
While my brother and ex-wife quickly accepted the fact, my parents unfortunately never did. My father once said he was worried about how any children would be treated…and he was right. My niece has told me about obnoxious strangers who come up to her in the supermarket and ask if her child is adopted…in front of the child!
Between Lola and I we can claim a broad ethnic heritage from Scottish, Irish, French, Cree, and Polish from her side and English, Scottish, Irish, Swedish, and if my grandmother was correct, some Spanish from my side.
When we hold hands it looks like the movie ad for Jungle Fever.
Our children are multi ethnic and if you lined them up you might have a little trouble telling that they were related to to their variance in skin tones.
So if our sons or daughters came home with someone who was from a different ethnic background I can’t see how we’d have a problem with it at all.
To go even further, if they brought someone home who was of the same gender we wouldn’t have a problem with that either.
Even cultural differences can be dealt with as long as the individuals in the relationship respect the other’s cultural beliefs and values.
Whoever our children decide to partner with in the future, the only thing of import is that those people treat them with love and respect and make them happy.
Don’t care about race or religion or nationality…what kind of person is really the only important thing.
My sons have dated Asians, Middle Eastern girls, Black girls, and Hispanic girls.
No problem…Except for my son’s grandparents…
Black, white, yellow or brown…
Vulcan, Klingon, Minbari or Elerian…
If I’m physiological compatible…
And I love her…
Dang skippy I’m gonna date her.
As a comic I saw once said,
“I don’t just got jungle fever, I got jungle ebola!”
I’ve dated women of every color and no one in my
family cares. In fact, I think my mother would rather
me date a non-white woman.
A beautiful woman is beautiful no matter her color.
I no longer believe that a person’s worst behavior is that person’s “true” feelings. For all you know, your co-worker’s congenial relationships with people of other races could be closer to his true nature than the racist jokes.