Voting rights is in my blood
My parents are from the segregated, Jim Crow South. I was born in Manchester, Georgia, and was delivered by my great aunt who owned property and worked, but was denied the right to vote. My great, great uncle, who had been given the right to vote, had it taken away. My father served in WWII as a cook in the Navy; and yet he was denied the right to vote when he returned from the war. That’s when my father moved the family from Georgia to Hamtramck, MI. I stand on many shoulders, proudly.