Or maybe it's because when I was a teenager back in the '50s, my uncle Henry -- having denounced the Ku Klux Klan and been bombed for his trouble and had crosses burned in his yard, living under death threat -- took his wife and children to Massachusetts for safety and went back to South Carolina to face down the Klan alone.
Ou talvez teria sido porque quando era um adolescente nos anos 50, meu tio Henry, que denunciara a Ku Klux Klan -- fora perseguido e teve até cruzes queimadas em frente de sua casa -- e vivendo sob promessa de morte, levou sua família para o seguro Estado de Massachusetts e voltou a Carolina do Sul para encarar a KKK sozinho.