When we moved here 22 years ago, the old woman living in the little house next to ours (that we eventually bought and added to our property when she died) used to feed all kinds of wildlife....cracked corn for the deer, marshmallows and peanuts for the raccoons, peanut butter smeared on the trees for the birds and birdfeeders. One evening a black bear was just about to rip down one of her feeders when she appeared out the back door...about 15 feet from the bear....hollering, "I told you to stay away from my birdfeeders!" and tossed the bear a small slab of bacon. It worked, the bear went over and ate the bacon, and she closed the door.
Another time there was a bear in her backyard, so I grabbed my camera, opened the kitchen door, stepped out on the stoop to snap the picture when I noticed another bear about 10 feet to my left just looking at me. I never moved so fast in my life!