Letter from Baltimore.
I’m yr Baltimore guy who spoke with you at length 4 months ago. I have LOVED yr articles in WND and elsewhere – have read all of them, methinks. You have guts, my friend.
I experienced my own assault 100 yards from my apartment when I intervened to stop a young black guy chasing his girlfriend (?) with a baseball bat. I ended up on the ground being kicked in the head. Fortunately, he stopped and the cops turned 8p 5 mi=nutes later. I’ll testify at his trial in 4 weeks.
I’m a strong guy in good shape (6′, 250 lbs, biker and kayaker) – but he ambushed me with a quick hit in the face after I’d let him off the ground after I had gotten the bat away from him and tossed it away. But I ended up on the ground face-down so fast I never knew how it happened. Believe me, it was a shock.
I’m 67 and this was my first fight ever. I’ll be packing pepper spray from now on. I’d prefer a gun but in this state, it takes months – if that – to get one and the hoops you must jump through are endless and costly.
Keep up the good writing.
PS: That poignant piece by a Baltmore woman (writer, artist) living near Patterson Park that you ran recently really got to me. I know that area well, my GF spent yrs there early in her first marriage. It has changed character…