age ~58
from East Meadow, NY
“Get whitey!” they chanted marching toward their Redwoods campsite in the dimming light of dusk, wielding clubs and rocks. They were Troop 1135, mostly African-American inner city Boy Scouts. Whitey was their scoutmaster. Was this for real? It sure looked like it. In 1968, just three years after the...
Author
Steve Hauser
Binding
Kindle Edition
Pages
414
Publisher
BookBaby
ISBN #
2