My grandfather was stationed in Germany during World War 2 and had just returned to Ponce. My grandmother ended up getting together with my grandfather at the age of 15 years old. She gave birth to my mom in a little wooded house with the aid of a midwife. They came to Rochester in 1960 at a time of intense racism. My grandparents suffered racism everywhere they went. Once my Grandfather went out with two other friends for a drink at a bar and they were refused service. A huge fight broke out, because he wouldn’t leave until he got service and the bartender pulled out a gun on them. After the fight my grandfather was arrested in his home. All he wanted was to be treated like everyone else.
My mother witnessed when her dad was arrested and she says that it was so