East Lansing, MI.
My grandfather was blind all my life. All I knew was that there was an accident. It wasn’t until he passed that I learned that the accident involved a white man. My grandfather was a doorman and was pushed into the glass door. My grandfather never spoke of the incident. I’m actually glad that he didn’t because nothing is worse than feeling angry and helpless, especially when you are a child. Instead he taught me his work ethic and to always do my best. Success is the best revenge.