My Black Father, a Correction officer, sat me down and begin to tell my brother and I, how to conduct myself, when being confronted by the Caucasian Police. It was a very hard pill to swallow, telling me I should do everything the Police, tells me to do, or wind up dead. Now decades later, unfortunately, I am teaching the same rules,to my Sons, as well as all my Grandchildren. Shalom
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