In 1971 I was a young and dumb 17 year old, right out of boot camp, stationed in Mayport Florida. One night another young and dumb sailor and myself got on a bus and decided to go to Jacksonville, Florida. When we exited the bus we looked around at downtown Jacksonville. The first thing we saw was a police officer approaching us. This officer asked what we were doing. We told him we just wanted to see Jacksonville. He evidently knew we were right out of boot camp by the military style haircuts. The police officer said he was going to wait with us and that we should get on the next bus and get out of town. He told us downtown Jacksonville was not a place for two white boys after dark. Doesn’t sound like much has changed since 1971.