Speaking Out Without Fear.

I was born and raised in the North in a middle-class neighborhood of two working parents. Ten years ago, I moved to the South for the warm weather and lower cost of living.

I am married. I have one adult son and four grandchildren. I have a college degree. I have brought and sold a house and several cars. I go to work everyday so I can pay my bills. I give money to my elderly parents. I have a small garden and give some of the food to my co-workers. I have two fat cats. I crochet for charity.

I have never physically hurt another person or committed a crime. I have never been arrested nor spent anytime in jail. I mind my own business and try to help other people when I can. I have accomplished many of my goals and am still working on other goals and dreams. I am looking forward to retiring from the workforce.

I consider myself a good and kind person.

Unfortunately, I am afraid for my life and the lives of my family members. I am safe inside of my home but if I go outside, there is a chance I could be seriously injured or killed by another person or a police officer.

I know this is a touchy subject right now on Sunday, July 10, 2016. However, I am a writer and I must write about what is on my heart, what I see, hear and experience.

I am a bi- racial (Native American/African American) fifty-something female married to a bi-racial (African American/Caucasian) 60 year old man. ++This is my story.