family
so heres a story of how my uncle died. when my dad and him were kids they lived in houston and i guess from what he tells me that there was a lot or racism during that times, the good ol' whites hate blacks hispanics asians, and what not but it wasnt just the whites all the races hated the other races so there was constant fightings in streets good stuff like that, anyways one night while they were walking home they walked by this old ladys house, i guess her dog was out and it ran to the fence barking scaring my uncle so he kicked the fence. the lady comes out with a gun, i cant remember if it was hand gun or a rifle but anyways while they were running away she shot him in the back ending his short life. police came by they talked to the lady she said she shot the ground and the bullet bounced off the pavement and hit him in the back, and since she was white and officer were white the lady basically didnt get in trouble...
theres some of my history.
theres some of my history.