Before we
start this blog post how about a little military story, sort of?
The year was
1962.
O.K. Enough!
I am no story
teller!
The summer of
Birmingham Alabama 1962
An innocent
navy serviceman (yours truly), from New England where racism meant Indians!
As a school
student in the teens I knew nothing about the following at the time.
Birmingham
Campaign of 1963
One of by
shipmates invited me to his home and with no plans for my leave,
I excepted.
He drove to a
main road, unknown to me, and hit the gas, his car bounced a young girl to the
curb.
Long story
short, I heaved the keys out my window and him out his door.
After I
finished with him and seeing that the girl was O.K.
I started
back to the base.
A number of
witnesses came to me and I hitched a ride form one of them.
I reported
this to the officer of the deck and joined shipmates in the mess hall games of
5 and 9 and chess.
P.S.
The little
girl was an African-American, along with all of the witnesses.
Such was life
in Birmingham Alabama 1962.
Fifty six
women accusers and one White Male!
One White
Male is a president?
Fifty six
women are condemned?
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