Marty wrote:By chance did you ever go to Juarez – I could have check your pecker – I mean I seen a lot of small ones!
No, that was in Washington D.C. while at Fort Eutis in A.I.T.
I got drunk and ended up at 14th and T street. No place for a white boy at 3:A.M. I knew I was in the wrong part of town when I saw police lock their doors when the locals approached them. On the way out I saw these two guys approaching me whispering. I got 20 feet away and yelled, "STOP!"
They did. I said, "are you guys gonna roll me?"
They said, "Yeh." I said, Let me save you the trouble and turned my pocjets inside out and threw them my wallet.
I said, "I got one dollar left and I'd kinda like to keep it for cab fair."
They said, "Take off your shoes and socks." I sat on the sidewalk and did.
They said, "Where you from?"
I said, "Vernon Center, Minnesota."
They laughed and said, "We're on our way to a party, you wanna join us?"
LOL, I declined.
I walked another twenty blocks and saw a white guy and a black guy opening a gas station. The black guy stopped and stared at me as I walked the last half block. Then he came running over to me and said, "Hey turn around." So I turned around. He yelled to his buddy, "Hey Joe, this guy just came walking outa this part of town and he doesn't have any holes in him."
I was suddenly scared.
He said, "Where you from boy?"
I said, "Vernon Center, Minnesota."
He laughed too
They gave me directions to the downtown area.
I ran into two more black guys on a corner. They tried to hail an empty cab. The cab driver was black. He screeched out of there as fast as he could.
I asked, "Why'd he do that?"
They said, "Cuz we're black dummy."
I said, "Well, so was he."
They said, "Where you from Boy?"
I said, "Vernon Center Minnesota." They laughed.
I learned a lot that night. Vernon Center, Minnesota is a punch line.