Dick Gregory saved my butt once ....it was back in 1969 and I was a young hippy kid walking down a street in San Francisco . Coming down the sidewalk I saw this pack , yes pack, of black kids coming . Instantly I was surrounded and they were all clicking these knives enclosed in some kind of blade cases at me . I will never forget that sound “ click click click” Gimme your wallet whitey “ one said . Um , no choice , I handed over my meager little hippy wallet . They started to go thru it . There was zero money , or anything else of any worth in it but there was this fake $$$ bill ,with Dick Gregory’s picture on it , saying ‘ Dick Gregory for President ‘. The black punks like that ! They said ‘ dis honkie’s alright !” handed me back my wallet and let me go . Standing there stunned and relieved I watched as the pack surrounded the next hippy kid coming down the street and shook him down as they’d shaken me down . Gee, I hope he had a Dick Gregory dollar bill too .... That the second time I was robbed by blacks on the streets of San Francisco in as many months . The first time they got me for 10 bucks , which was every thing I had to my name at the time . Gotta luv um !
That’s a great tale!
Thanks for relating it to me :-)
WHAT a story!
I remember the Hillside Strangler cousins (if I have my LA serial killers right) picked up a teen hitchhiking home from a club in Hollywood one night, and they were planning to put her through their usual torture, dismemberment, and recorded murder in the back of their van, but looked through her wallet first. There was a photo of Peter Lorre in there and they asked her why, and it was her grandfather. Boom, the lucky girl and her stuff were tossed out beside the road. Alive.