[nascarnation]

I was in Flint in the summer of 67 when the Detroit riots erupted. Our frat house was a big old three story plus basement in a not great part of town. Most of my frat bros were guys from Ohio and Indiana, many from rural areas.

Those guys all dashed home and came back a day later with an arsenal of guns the likes of which I haven’t seen before or since. Thankfully they didn’t need to be used.

[Slyfox]

I was in the 9th grade that year and we talked about it in class, "Are they coming to Flint, and what do we do if they come here?"

It was the first time I ever felt a palpable fear shared by others.