for disowning me for marrying a man that was black and having children that were not "all white." Stetson went on to explain that he too had been separated from his parents but it was by his own choosing. He explained the scene at Thanksgiving Dinner in which his father clearly disapproving of Stetson's talk of racial equality was told that if he didn't like what his father was saying that
he could leave the table and go eat with some colored family for Thanksgiving if he liked them better than him. Stetson told his father, "Dad, You are right. I do think I would rather be with any black folk than to continue to sit here and listen to this nonsense." As he promptly got up from the table of thirteen and left, never to return. In Stetson's case he had chosen to leave his family for his own beliefs.
He also told me of having to teach guests when they first arrived where the loaded rifles were, how to be able to hit the floor in the event of a drive by and how to use these rifles as many times his house was filled with bullet holes by men of the Klan who drove by and emptied rounds of bullets into his house.
I believe that Stetson did the right thing by living his daily life filled with moments of doing the right thing. He has been, is and will always be an inspiration to me. He risked his life to tell the ugly truth about the white men who were cowardly hidden behind white masks. In my case I didn't chose to leave my family, they disowned me. With the recent death of my Grandmother and the rest of the family not telling me so that I wouldn't show up to the funeral with some "colored" person, I am reminded that the cause for which Mr. Kennedy has stood, continues to be valid and the pain seeping from our wounds will continue unless more people are as courageous as Stetson.
God be with you Stetson, and be sure to tell my Grandmother in heaven that God doesn't like Ugly.