There once was an aging hero. For ninety-three long years he has graced this world. He served admirably in WWII, as a member of a group of African-American pilots known collectively as the Tuskegee Airmen.
During World War II, Black Americans in many U.S. states were still subject to the Jim Crow laws and the American military was racially segregated, as was much of the federal government. The Tuskegee Airmen were subjected to racial discrimination, both within and outside the army. All Black military pilots who trained in the United States trained at Moton Field, the Tuskegee Army Air Field, and were educated at Tuskegee University, located near Tuskegee, Alabama …
One Sunday night, not long ago, the elderly veteran, this hero, decided to drive to his daughter’s home in his late-model car. Unfortunately, he lost his way, so he pulled over in a gentrified neighborhood of St. Louis, in an area of restaurants, antique stores, and upscale renovated homes known as the Central West End, to call his daughter for help. Suddenly a thief got into the veteran’s car, took the money right out of his pants pocket, and made off in an older black car.
The plucky veteran took off after the robber, following until he lost the crook in a not-so-great neighborhood in north St. Louis City, not far from the infamous Ferguson, MO.
Once again, the elderly veteran was unsure of his whereabouts. He didn’t know how to backtrack to find his daughter’s home, so he got out of the car to ask two men for directions. Instead of helping the elderly hero, the two men proceeded to steal his car and drive off, leaving the veteran stranded!
News stories fail to tell us what happened next. Did he finally find a Good Samaritan who actually helped him instead of robbing him (provided he had anything left to steal)? Not known at this time.
Some people believe his story sounds “fishy”. Perhaps that’s just a sign of our times.
Oddly enough, the updated version of one story is entitled, “Tuskegee Airman robbed in St. Louis wants his car back, not more publicity.”
The 93-year-old former Tuskegee Airman who was robbed two times here Sunday appeared to be in good health Tuesday but said he didn’t want publicity because it would only cause more harm.
He said he just wanted to get his car back. Never mind being one of the famous African-American pilots who served in World War II.
Also oddly enough, so far his name hasn’t been revealed.
A few days later, the vet’s car was found abandoned in a weedy lot, about a block from where it was stolen. The elderly hero got more publicity, despite his wish. A local radio host started a fund-raising webpage. The Cardinals baseball team asked him to be their guest for a game and perhaps even throw out a “first pitch.” So far, no word on if this will happen.
Then, not long after the car was found, a 18-year-old black man got into a shootout with police in the same neighborhood where the veteran’s car had been stolen. The young man was killed when he aimed his gun at the police. “Black Lives Matter” protestors showed up in short order, followed soon by the type of unrest seen in August 2014 and again in August 2015, in Ferguson, MO, not far away at all. “Protestors” burned the American flag, then burned down a house and set fire to a car and piles of debris.
Lost in all the attention given to deceased thugs was the cold-blooded murder of a 9-year-old black girl, shot and killed in Ferguson the very same day, while doing her homework in her bedroom. Shot and killed, not by police, but by cowardly thugs, yet to be caught, who fired their stolen guns (you just know they were) into her house. Not very long ago, in that same neighborhood, a 3-year-old shot himself in the head when an uncle carelessly left “his” gun lying around where the baby could find it. Fortunately, the child lived.
So what’s the moral of this story?
Don’t go driving alone, ’round midnight, especially if you’re 93 years old and unsure of your way?
Don’t follow thuggish thieves, because what are you going to do when you catch them, anyway, especially if you’re 93 years old and they lead you to one of the worst neighborhoods in the city?
Don’t trust your fellow man enough to ask for help in this day and age because, even if you’re 93 years old, there are predators out there who don’t give a rat’s patoot about you but just want your car?
Elderly-black-hero-veteran lives and little-black-girl lives don’t matter to other black folks?
There may be other morals that become apparent as the days pass and more is revealed. Time will tell.