He had a beautiful hot rod and would drive past my mom’s house, often, while revving his engine. Ike would get mad every single time and say, “There goes that hunky. You better stay away from him. He’s nothing but a dirty immigrant.”
My mom would cringe. Hunky was a slur term normally directed at Slavic and Hungarian immigrants, but Ike enjoyed using it against all immigrants.
She often wondered how her dad could be such an uncaring asshole. He was like that most of the time but every now and then, he would be in a good mood.
“One day, he was sitting outside on the front porch in his rocker.
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