My mother is still with us, and we give thanks for each day we still have with her. Her father was a Tuskegee Airman and he along with 9 other high-ranking officers in the U.S. army air corps lost their lives when their plane crashed just short of the runway back at Moton field in Tuskegee, Alabama.
We've been told that they asked to be diverted to another airport because of a thunderstorm in the area at Moton but were denied their request because Moton field was the only place in Alabama that Black airmen were allowed to be. So rather than letting them divert, they vectored then directly into a severe thunderstorm which ultimately caused their plane to crash, killed all 10 officers on board.
My grandfather, captain John Daniels survived dog fights with the Germans, being shot down and crash landing his aircraft with a live bomb still in the bay and was one of the distinguished "Red Tails" who were requested as escorts by the bombadiers because they had a nearly spotless record of never losing a plane they were charged with protecting.
He accomplished all of that, helping to fight the Nazis and free Lisa's people only to die upon return to his own country because the locals were too prejudiced to let them land somewhere safe as opposed to the only place Black pilots were allowed.
Our family WAS a victim to Jim Crow and racist whites' irrational fear of Black people, even those who had served honorably during the war, when they allowed those men to die the way they did.
By the way, my grandfather's side of the family also lost a child in the Birmingham church bombing so when I remind Lisa that these are not historical events that've only read about, that they personally impacted members of our family, these are just some of the things I'm referring to.