- Jun 6, 2010
When I was in middle school, my grandfather was attacked on public transportation. He was bludgeoned so many times in the head that he ended up with a 3 inch crater in the front of his head. I was too young to understand the significance of the race aspect, or maybe I didn't want to dwell on it. He could not walk or eat or conduct his daily business without assistance with every movement. He could not feed himself. I find it hard to think about it, but all these recent events is bringing it back, to face it what it was. So not new but just as devastating.
Oh my goodness! That reprehensible! I’m so sorry that happened to your grandfather and your family!