Posted on 07/05/2013 9:20:56 PM PDT by MNDude
In the summer of 1967 I was eleven years old and living with my parents and siblings in Kearny, NJ., Newark was just about two miles to the west across the Passaic River. You could say I lived on Beaver Cleaver’s street. A peaceful, quiet ,tree-shaded street(Chestnut St.), until they had some sickness and were removed. We lived in a rambling 4 bedroom, two and a half bathroom beautiful Victorian home. White picket fence, milkman came around every morning with those cool bottles of milk, yup, it was as lily-white suburban as they came. And then on a hot July night the city of Newark exploded. I remember the grave concern of my Dad and the almost terrified look on my mothers face. Two young men, sons of our neighbors were in the National Guard and I remember seeing the two of them dash out of their parents home, in khakis , each carrying a web-belt that had a canteen on it and duffel bags. They had been called up. I was only 11 at the time and not really understanding what was going on. But the look of terror on my mothers face and those two young Guardsmen made me realize that this was something very serious. My Dad and Mom packed up some clothes for all of us(five boys, two girls), piled us into our ‘61 Valiant Station Wagon(with the ‘’Select-O-matic, push button transmission) and headed south to my aunts home in Belmar NJ, (on the Jersey Shore) and we stayed there for a week until it was okay to come back. The whole experience disturbed me. I didn’t understand what was happening and seeing my mother in the state she was in scared me. Funny how almost immediately after Johson signed the ‘’War on Poverty’’, Watts,in Los Angeles, Newark, Birmingham and other cities went up in flames. Boy, talk about stupid liberals and the law of unintended consequences. After over forty years now the city of Newark has never been the same. It has never fully recovered.
...and then the libs come back and insist on rebuilding their self-burned down neighborhoods rather than letting them suffer for their own decisions.
Nothing has changed. the media didn’t call them race riots then, and won’t now.
But they are race riots. And they’re not Chinese or Japanese doing the rioting.
Rochester wasn't one of the worse places but it did serve as a sign of where we (they) were heading as they started striking out at the good citizens because of what the Dim politicians were doing. I believe that was the catalyst that put us where we are today - seemingly hopeless in removing racism because they were being heavily indoctrinated then. Once the race-baiters discovered how easy it was to get them rioting in the streets, it was game over.
I have a vague recollection of my mother being scared to death that the rioters in Augusta, Ga. were going to come to the suburbs. My father was in Vietnam. We were literally cowering in our house watching the news to see where the current riots were occurring.
When high school was over most of the males went into the military, I choose the Army. A whole new world started to open up when I hit basic training with race starting to play more of a factor with peoples attitudes and I found it disturbing. I ended up with the 101st and was sent to Viet Nam in 1970, spent 11 moths on a muddy hill called FSB Bastogne right in the middle of the A Shau. It was back to what I had left in West TX, we were friends and we were brothers and we knew why we were there. 11 months later I was wounded and shipped out and officially discharged in 72. When I got back home I went to work for the Sheriff's department and it became quite clear this was not my little town I remembered. Crime rates were up racial separation was becoming more clearly defined and racial conflict were starting to show. The fathers of black family's were no longer present, low income housing was being built and slowly the blacks moved to a certain area of town and that area became more and more crime ridden.
The base has long been shut down and we now have 4 prisons to take it's place. Family's are moving in to be closer to their husbands, boy friends in prison and they bring their problems with them. We now have black gangs, hispanic gangs, aryan gangs and the drugs and crime that goes with it, it's a truly sad state. I miss my little West Texas town!
“Stay away from ghetto-ville and you’ll be all right.”
In Mobile, Al., there are many “getto-villes”, but you can’t get away from all of them. The all knowing politicians have seen to that. I live is a very middle class, decent neighborhood. My next door neighbor is a section 8 apartment complex that runs about 90% black. You cannot get away from that here. The area that I live in is probably 70% white ( in a town that is 50-50 overall). I expect to be under siege from that 30% should race riots actually happen.
In the summer of 1966 I was part of a church project to go in-town to the Hough “ghetto” (that’s what it was called then) to set up children’s playgrounds on abandoned lots where the “tenements” had been torn down. When the Hough riot broke out, we were asked to stay there (with protection) to try to keep things calm. I will never forget the black women who came down to the street and told us that if trouble was heading our way, come up to that apartment (as they pointed it out) and they would hide us. They were wonderful people.
The protection ended up as military jeeps with 50-cal machine guns.
Two years later (summer,1968) I was working as the only night man in a gas station near downtown Cleveland to earn money for university (Michigan... lost a lot of Ohio friends by doing that!). Selling gas in cans had been banned (for obvious reasons). One night during those riots, some “folks” came in and demanded that I fill some emergency cans with gasoline. I (22 years old) told them I could not. They then got a bit threatening and I was not too sure if I would make it through the night.
Fortunately, I had been letting Cleveland cops sleep around the side of the gas station, and they made the mistake of waking the cop who was back there up. That is probably why I am still alive.
Hough was more-or-less spontaneous. Glenville was planned.
One of my friend’s father owned a dry cleaning store in New Haven, CT. During the riots that took place there in the late 1960’s, the plate glass window in the front of the store was broken by the rioters. My friend’s father replaced the glass only to have it broken the same day, again by rioters. So he packed up the family, moved to the suburbs, and open another store no where near New Haven. Many other businesses did likewise.
Basically, the race riots caused many businesses to leave downtown New Haven and made many of the people living in the surrounding towns avoid the city as much as possible. Crime rates rose, undesirables moved in and the city, IMHO, never recovered.
I was 10 years old in 1968, that was a bad year. The riots were bad, Detroit, Newark, NJ, some parts of Brooklyn have never really recovered from them, even to this day.
And the 70s were bad too, pretty much the entire country was on drugs. Watch some of the old “Matchgame” shows on Game Show Network to see how it was when everybody was coked up.
Ok, I’m intrigued, South Plainfield here but work in Plainfield every day. I love the history and the old buildings on Front St and on W 8th. Were you there for the riots?
Not the 60’s but one of my friends would sit in his boat in Biscayne Bay and watch Liberty City burn in the 70’s. Liberty City is well-known for rioting. And it just happens to be in Miami.
Like so many of us did. I wasn’t a racist until then.
"Most people in the film community are unfamiliar with firearms and many oppose them, some quite virulently," Heston wrote. "During the L.A. riots in 1992, a good many of these folk suffered a change of heart. As smoke from burning buildings smudged the skyline and the TV news showed vivid images of laughing looters smashing windows and carting off boomboxes and booze, I got a few phone calls from firmly anti-gun friends in clear conflict. 'Umm, Chuck, you have quite a few . . . ah, guns, don't you?' 'Yes, I do.' 'Shotguns and . . . like that?' 'Indeed.' 'Could you lend me one for a day or so? I tried to buy one, but they have this waiting period . . . '
also i believe after reading some of the posts that they were started by the white and black socialists. Mantra of burn baby burn (Eldridge Cleaver?)as the great society wasn’t getting enough of white man’s money. whites and jews all moved out after that.
There was a riot in my town in either '69 or '70. I must've been only four or five years old, but I remember it all very well because my family lived on the main road through town. After the riots, that town turned into a ghost town overnight; many businesses closed down and pulled out. A few doors down from our house, though, a new business opened - a gun shop.
When I grew older, my father explained that the riot erupted after a man was killed on the street by the Warlocks, who'd been terrorizing everyone in town. Riots. Warlocks. Strange times indeed.
Then again, all times are strange. As a child, I also remember men in hardhats filling the street on a union march, while most of the neighborhood hid inside their homes. But, three generations of my family lived on that street, beginning in the early 1900's. And my oldest relatives remembered hiding in their homes as children when the Klan marched through with torches to protest the immigrants living there.
The world has always been a weird place. I think it's getting even weirder now, though.
And a very hearty AMEN to that !
Given the tacit cheerleading of that racist muzi maggot Ø, if things kick off following GZ/TM (regardless the verdict), urban civil order is likely to evaporate for awhile.
Anyone unarmed near a city is being VERY foolish, imho.
One could easily list many things worse than a no-limit open season on thug rioters . . .
I was living in Cleveland, Ohio during that time and I could hear the gunfire from my front porch. When I asked a Police officer friend about it he said that things calmed down quickly when the police brought in the 50 cal. mounted guns.
Parts of the black neighborhoods looked like Berlin after the war.
I remember the Hough riots quite well. Those 50 cal guns calmed things down quite nicely.
That’s right. I understand.
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