My Family Tree

PROLOGUE- In a time where it was literally against the law for blacks to integrate with whites, my father fearlessly mingled with them. In fact, he went so far as to marrying a white woman named Abigail. And he boldly flaunted her off around every white man he could just because he knew it would get underneath their skin. Which ultimately lead to his demise whether he believed it or not. And even though we were living in Minnesota, one of the least most racist states, it still had just as much hatred against interracial dating as the southern states did. They just weren't as forthcoming and outward with it say like the state of Mississippi. Although that was proven to be the case the day my father went on trail and was convicted of multiple counts of murder in less than an hour. And even though he was innocent of the murders, he was found guilty of sleeping with a white woman by an all white jury. Which was punishable by death in the eyes of the jury. And because my father knew these things, he fearlessly took the death penalty with a smile on his face, so I was told. Just to hear how my father reacted resonated with me so deep that I knew the way I innately was had all stemmed from my family tree.