- Dec 16, 2017
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Boy oh boy. I have an episode as usual. When don't I?
My best friend in AK, in an on base school, was black. He ran off the gang of four that wanted to beat me up. How he did it I don't know, but they never messed with me again. He's also solely responsible for my interest in playing guitar.
Anyway, we move to Omaha, and my Dad notices that my BFs Dad got stationed there too. Stuff happens and my BF comes to visit me at our house. I was thrilled!
I lived in a total Saltine neighborhood, where my friends and I called each other boy. It was a habit. After my friends Dad picked him up, my Mom said to me: "I don't think that he liked you calling him boy." I was ten, I barely understood that. But she was right as rain.
Lol, but "saltine" neighborhood is quite ok.
Sometimes I don't think you all realize the extent of your own issues.