How did you feel about seeing, you know, other Black men go over to Vietnam, fight in that war and then come back to the racism in America?
I felt bad and felt sorry for them and really struggled to talk to them, I wish they believed like I did. Because they came back to, they weren't recognized and didn't make us no freer and I realized that and I knew they would soon find it out. Basically, I just felt bad knowing that they went there and many got killed, got maimed and then come back and they were considered wrong.
I saw that early. I said if, "America was in trouble and real war came, I'd be on the front line if we had been attacked." But I could see that it wasn't right and what happened to the boys, that I can't believe, when they get back is further proof that I was right.
Let's cut. That's good.