Peace/Blessings,
When you say One's name, they continue 2 Live...
When you see me, you see The/My Father...
The Seeds of Justice were planted early in me...
At age 11, while my Father was stationed in Germany, There was a Racial incident involving the Base Commander's young son & the enlisted dependents' children (which I was one).
While we were all playing together, The Commander's son called a black child N*gger...
This was 1974...
During those times, the Officers/Officers' children didn't regularly, socially, fraternize with the Enlisted Soldiers/Dependents...Our base was different due to the athletic successes that our Youth Sports' Teams achieved in Basketball & Football...
We won Multiple European Championships among the Bases in Europe...
This gave the Base Commander bragging rights...Additionally, his Daughter was a star cheerleader...
Lastly, at the time of the incident, my Football team had just won the European 'Chip in Football, where I was the Star Running Back...
I Digress...
Subsequently, a meeting was held on the Base with all of the involved Families....
During the meeting, The Commander stated that he didn't know where his son learned this for some of his (the Commander's) friends were Black...
My Father looked directly at the Commander and stated, "Sir, that is a Racist Statement."...
That shut the meeting down...
No, my Father did not face any retribution...
No Fear...
Mind you, my Father was a Vietnam Veteran and had earned the Bronze Star & Purple Heart medals in Combat...
He saw & faced Death...
My Father educated me & would tell me that We/You are not like them...You're Unique...
& Always treat everyone with respect...
On his Last Breath, before transitioning with the Ancestors, he looked at me & said, "Son, Always Do your Best. "
I AM the Son of Jimmie...
Happy Born Day Anniversary Poppa Doc...
I Love You!